This is a song about "You do not belive i rap"

I do this for the homies that are not with you

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

You decide to not rap with it

Because there ain't no coming back from that

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Baby all i do is rap

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Cuz i got better things to do then rap with you, got my own path

No need to cry, i won't let rap die, i just want you not to deny/

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

You can't rap about drugs you don't do.

You not all that--i do not listen to the radio

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow