This is a song about "You think you re a rapper"

You can think i'm a fake,

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

Punchline rapper what you think i make these records for?

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

"contemplate", i wrote about her

You an actor i'ma rapper

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

You ain't a rapper, freestyler, or gangster

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free