aight, hold on tya panties
airforcefred/
your weak ass lines couldnt even force air/
of course there/ is a dark force at work here/
who gave u that fucken name/
it aint a claim to fame/
your flow's the opposite of endorphins/
and oh no the bitches refer to u as airforskin?/
U aint even awake cos your postmortem/
ur rhymes i distort 'em/
ya lines i snort 'em/
ya bitches i court 'em/
ya thoughts already thought 'em/
ya fights already fought 'em/
im a lifetime ahead/ of airforcefred/
cos he's already dead/ spitting from a decapitated head/