This is a song about "White girls rapping"

Cause what you're doing ain't rapping

But he don't rule a thing

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

Rapping ability unnatural

‘fore you get tossed like a forward lateral

Don't speak when i'm rapping

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Better yet they work my every nerve

I get jelous when your with other girls

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Mr. pacquiao, i'm packing

Just got to keep rapping