This is a song about "When my raps kick in"

Down in dallas at the all-star game

When the bullet's in my brain

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

My structure in these raps is aimin straight to excel

Like everyone saying “faggot” when i spit raps

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

So when i kick in the door, not waving the four four

Im filled with integrity, keeping my raps locked in my brain mentally,

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

I'll kick you in your motherfuckin' butt nigga,

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

After that i started writin' raps, when people said "there's no life in that"

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Called ignorant and dumb by the rest, when we kick rocks,