This is a song about "You cant rap boy"

They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

You need to shhh! keep it down boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Bitch, boy, im the most clairvoyant bitch you cant find in this atmosphere

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

So take a seat you cant rap like me just face the fact your rap is all an act,

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

That dont mean i cant rap like im bulletproof

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

She say boy you bipolar

Just lay back, get your face slapped

But hes dead so you cant

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

White people can rap why cant asians