This is a song about "Wiz thinks youre a bad rapper"

Your the type to act like a rapper,

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Youre not in the right place; take a left for analytical

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Youre nothing but a silly little nose picker

Thinks he's a gangsta but he's a disease

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

I thought i recognized her

Yo this is a rapper?

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

I don't have a decent mic and no one thinks it's alright

If youre a visitor get your ass kicked

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Everyone thinks im a heartless monster

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for