This is a song about "Your raps are generic"

Your holy raps are to me

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

And i need you to show me love

Your raps are monotonous

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime

your raps are sick like an ill dick

I never crack i got that chap stick

Like your raps are crusty.

She going to borrow some money

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Your raps are counterfeit, mine are homemade

Your raps are good, this isn't a complaint

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

Your raps are horrible take a fucking rake