This is a song about "You call that rapping"

You know what that is? that's the shit they call wack!

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Call me homo all you want y’all prolly think that you’re geniuses

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

It seems that i'm mean you ain't seen the stampede,i'm a rapping machine the meanest mc

Sometimes you wait and you'll never get that call,

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

This beat that he's rapping

I do the right thing

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing