This is a song about "You can rap"

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

Where weapons similar to dry grapes

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Surely you can rap better than this right?

Here you go, it's your rap, you can have it back

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

White people can rap why cant asians

They bringing me fish and chips

How come you pick me last, i made my raps straight from scratch

Stupendous, cheeko suspended you can rap, a good match

You can run slash rap fuck this fuck that, but i'm here dodgin every punch and crunch you have

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Hoping i can succeed on rap n' not a regular job, i was begging you, god

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block