This is a song about "Your raps are trash"

Pain, he's ready for whatever

Your raps stink. mine are totally better.

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Your raps are counterfeit, mine are homemade

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Your raps are horrible take a fucking rake

Your holy raps are to me

If you ain't about money

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Ya your raps are darker than a dope,

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Your raps are like orphans who havn't been fed