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

Why do you hate and why do you affiliate with a jake

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

You rap like crap it aint like that better u know how to spit or stop throwing shit

You can't rap about drugs you don't do.

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Check it my ''one'' word was deadly than your whole crap you call rap

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

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

You are crap can't rap keep strap take a nap fake crap...

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Crap thank fuck for underground rap,

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

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

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick