This is a song about "Your rap is shit"

Hope ya'll ain't have no protection

Hell, yeah, rap is your profession,

Rap nah man that shit is lame

All the bitches know my name

Up in the sky, on a gulf stream tour

Because your shit is getting me full,

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

This rap is sick shit im an iceberg im sinkin ships

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

You must give up your shit is weak

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

This response was just the appetizer, made up off fertillizer, yeah my rap is shit.

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Your the reason people think rap is poetic shit

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Your shit is whack, nigga