This is a song about "You sucks at rapping"

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

Your life's sucks, until you get a blowjob,

Your flow sucks with no rhythm, flows hit you, knock ya back,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

I know that you think you're good at rapping and funny,

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

My name is anto i'm really good at rapping

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Will always touch at the apex of you heart instead of rapping like a

It's the don rapping at the dawn

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone