This is a song about "You ain t a rapper"

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Rapper you know has a flow so heavenly

You must pick a rapper beneath you and blow his head in

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

I'm a pro rapper, you battled once

Now on the surface you seem like a pretty good rapper,

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

You an actor i'ma rapper

I said i'm hurting her