This is a song about "William sucks at rapping"

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

My name is anto i'm really good at rapping

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

It's been a hell of a journey for me man

See, william lynch had a master plan,

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true