This is a song about "Your drake"

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

All the bitches with drake hands who got fake plans,

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

No, man that's grossly fake, like rick ross and drake,

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

Yg ain't an mc, drake started from the bottom, and now he's here.

Young money like drake and nicki

For years like their degree

Still better than any shit from drake

At an extremly alarming rate

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

This drake shit should be forbidden, it ain't hot, it got me nippin'.

But i let off everything i have

Sing all you want, just don't drake on they ass