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

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

She thinks this guy isn't a something

They think they bring that pain

Youre a disgusting stain

Then later u said i'm a cool rapper!!?

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

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

You told me god was the answer

Yo this is a rapper?

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Youre next, so check my dialect and buy a vest or youre wrecked

And that i spent the night with her

Your the type to act like a rapper,