This is a song about "You got no life for rapping"

Like your esophagus have you pleading for life

Call the network dipset family ties

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

You have no talent, why did you even start rapping

You know i'm raw and i'm rapping tight 'n' got the appetite to blast the mic

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Got no concern for the burns i leave you never learn

But with these words, i'm as free as an intern