This is a song about "Your rap"

This is faking it, copy and paste, dropped your rap,

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

And you, lames ain't willin' to lose your life over rap

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Your ignorant feeble attempts at rap leave me stabbing at your flesh

In this rap game your no competition

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

While i'm making history

Your rap is so shitty!

Let me be your rap teacher

Baby, you know who you are