Check In,Talk about steel, when you stole all your lyrics for real.
You cant see my skill if I paid your Stein Optical Bill.
You still learnin though, Im here to provide you a lesson.
Your child molestin is blinind my mind and expression.
I have to decipher your rhymes, in a language I cant understand.
Your bars slopily written, I'll provide another hand.
I'd laugh but your still a little rustys in style.
Toothless artists like you with your busted in smile.
My style is infinite, you? nobody's stoppin me
I'll take your property like we just played Monopoly.
Seven layers of skin to get under with one verse.
Claimin Murderers?....Na just perverts in nurse skirts.
I told your secret "dog" you liposucked your own dick.
Right after you fucked a cow and spit out that Bullshit.
I got the deep shit but wont bring it till round Two.
Just as long as you dont sweat out that prom gown Mentality