I Can't Rap

This that white boy shit
Yeah
Yeah

They say I'm to old huh?
Father time, I've been sonning these rappers
I say put 'em all in line
I hit 'em with that doo doo doo
I do what the fuck I do
You just lied, [?]
I swear to God, I see you
My skin tone yayo
Same color as mayo
I got people on my payroll that will roll your ass like Play-Doh
Fuck the rap game in the A-hole
Ayo, Ay
Eight-O'-Eights slapping
Yeah, I really hate rappers
Face snatching
You don't really want beef
Name the place, I'll bring the plates and the napkins
Going ape out that action
AK banana clip rattling
Pap-pap pap-pap I'm battling
And I feel bad for these rappers acting like they want action, yeah! (action, yeah!)

Bi-bi-bitch I rap my ass off (my ass off)
Bitch I rap my ass off
I-Ive been this way since a pup
Granddaddy gave me the pump
Told me point it at a punk
Take away a chunk

They say a whole lot, huh?
They just lie
I ain't stopping 'till I'm the coldest white boy alive
In real life, gorilla like, kill a mic
Jump if I'm feeling like
Mother fucker I could hit the ceiling right
You been a shame, been afraid
'Bout to get murdered like J.R. Renegade
I've been this way since back in the day
Granddaddy gave me the pump
Told me point it at a chump
And to this day, I've never been a punk
Lame
Shady clone
You about as tough as baby bones
Mother fucker built like a trailer home in a tornado zone
And why you always walk around wearing ladies' clothes
I think you know we all know you got traits of a hoe, no
One in particular, unless the shoe fits, you gotta wear it like the bitch you are
I'd like to hit you with my car
Leave you in the ditch in my front yard
I go dumb hard
On God, you fucking with the wrong god

Bi-bi-bitch I rap my ass off
Bi-bitch I rap my ass off
You been ashamed, been afraid
Hit 'em-hit 'em with that doo doo doo
I do what the fuck I do

Bi-bi-bitch I rap my ass off
Bitch I rap my ass off
I-Ive been this way since a pup
Granddaddy gave me the pump
Told me point it at a punk
Take away a chunk