This is a song about "You think i copy my raps"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

You fool think you're knack, bitch you rack raps ,you're fag,take you sack, things,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I earned my spot, nothing free,try n mock, cant quite copy me, theres no stopping my spree

Because i kick ass, with my sick raps

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Make fun of my raps and i will kill you with a weapon

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

You think my shits hard, cause i go to the graveyard,

Watch my back, cuz' i know these rapper jealous of my raps/

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks