This is a song about "Your raps are lane"

Your raps are as corny as nebraska

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Retrieval cos your raps are medieval you can't remember

I bet you like these rap niggas, ain't going to write it better

Niggas that guided me through

Your raps are stupid just like you

Your holy raps are to me

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Words beat your faster than a fast lane.

I'll never call you bitch again

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Your raps are counterfeit, mine are homemade

We believed in you

Your raps are all askew