This is a song about "Your rapping sucksi"

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

See i ain't tryna think about no phone bills

You should fuckin' know your rapping skills

Call my rapping a drug and start damaging your brain

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

Don't speak when i'm rapping

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Cause what you're doing ain't rapping

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Fuck off bro just clean your mirror hoe , yo i'm rapping with a golden mic

I thought rapping was raping that's why i pined all of your minds.

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise