This is a song about "Your rap was"

I was convinced that rap was the shit, and i was sold/

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Says his lyrics was making me numb well that was pretty dumb, his last rap

Because your committing a rap crime.

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Let me be your rap teacher

Rap was my only ambition, i have to audition, to become big pay your admission,

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

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

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Rap pad was forever haunted

Could be applied to this shit

I was born to rap, i was born for that

Where the black girls get their weaves back