cant belive he's this decieved, makin up shit like a town called E
check how he all skwiggally cant even claim u aint gay
u bout as st8 as them lines next to your name
ya we got beef, so imma leave u battered and basted
u couldn’t hold up to picture perfect if u traced him
like a crazed cowboy in this battle imma shoot these cattle
u focus on multies like a rappers wives on tour, but only the groupies matter
my punches tight like Mercedes, so imma parade these
cant have a good verse w/o ‘em, like he servin mashed potatoes w/o the gravy
yo bitch be makin noises like my great sound
so not only the paralyzed feel me from the waist down
flow hot verses so clean they sterilized, peace and im out

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