This is a song about "You think your a rapper"

Skin and make you think before you whack rapper

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

No one hates you they think your a great dude

Pockets probably like fried food

I'm ten times better than you spoofing your favorite rapper

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Like how everyone's a rapper and people think i imitate it.

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

You think your beautiful, but such a fucking whore