This is a song about "You dont know how to rap"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Don't know rap, how will you ever get my refferences? honestly i just rap

I dont know how you feel about me

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Even haters dont want to know you

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

I rap i know i aint half bad right? but how many niggas you done clapped

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

But i still know how to rap like you wish you could

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

Lifes hard when you dont know where your going to

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

Educate yourselves, of africa

You know where im gettin to, dont ya?