This is a song about "Your rubbish raps"

Your raps are so brain dead

Probably die getting some head

Man there's a reason why nobody's fuckin' props your raps,

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Like your raps are crusty.

And they can't see the tragedy

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Your raps are horrible take a fucking rake

She prefer the dutty wine

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

I'mma let you hang chick

your raps are sick like an ill dick

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

You cant make a dime with your raps