This is a song about "You cant rap boy"

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you

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

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

You cant stop it,you cant withstand the damage

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Took the van, went snatch her

She say boy you bipolar

You, you, you have to pay for that

And yea i know i cant rap

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

No toys for you little boy

That dont mean i cant rap like im bulletproof

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose