This is a song about "Why cant i rap because im not black"

I may not look like a black rapper

Yeah, right, get over here faster

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Im not a rap dude or a dude who rap

That damier bag i bought her

I cant say im a rapper

Im a true black man rap is my game,

I ain't interested in fame

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

To make jokes sound fun, im not one to rap about guns, but if i had one,

Im not trying because im sick of lying, im dreaming about dying, but not from you,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Thats why they disgruntled because they not on the thrown

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

Ugh this whole verse is wack, i cant rap cuz im the opposite of black,

The generational gap with yet another sensational track