This is a song about "You think you can rap"

Cos you fags think you can torture me again well then

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

You think you good then we can go

That's why they can't mess up my flow

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

What makes you think you can step to this intellectual?

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

Surely you can rap better than this right?

It's van scoy, told you i can rap

Im sayin one night my love is like that

You can think i'm a fake,

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

You can only think about and image it

Because there ain't no coming back from that

You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot bitch

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college