This is a song about "Xbox trash talker"

You got a pic of 50 cent and your a wack talker

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

Youre like the apple for safari,im like the xbox

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Your xbox is my new playstation,with you she stay hating

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

She comes to assess the situation, she definitely a talker

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Took the van, went snatch her

(sorry, ma'am, xbox isn't a rapper)

Completely smashed my xbox, didn't beat the next stage.

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

Just because you said my shit was trash,

You after me, huh? i'm after cash