This is a song about "Why cant you rap back"

Im sorry but i cant come back to you.

Watching for the cops that's moving through

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

That's why i'm givin you a rap lesson so don't get pissed

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Why don't you put your laundry baskets in the back

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

That's why i switch to rap and give it back and vent to vent,

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Why are you trying to rap when you havent even learned the alphabet,