This is a song about "Your bad rap skills"

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

While your basic skills are your weakness.

You rap so bad your girl left you and came to suck my dick,

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

Y'all brainwashed me bad to think that honky's rap

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Y'all brainwashed me bad to think that honky's rap

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

But fuck that, man your skills are like nothing to me,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

And for the record, i didn't think your rap was bad

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Your lyrical skills will make me physically ill?

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will