This is a song about "Why do you rap your crap"

“hop if your not spreading love then why do you even write music?"

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Try to start a rap off without crap about how good you flow.

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

When i came in like your granddad, with a handbag full of abstract rap crap.

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Do not rap if you do not practice

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

I need a backyard full court size

So why do you still live

Cause nothing of that crap you rap amuses me

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Why would you do this to me..

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Why do you look so surprised, you knew i was gonna murder your rhymes.

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes