if you voted on this u would vote against ur self
ur battle is weak ur flow needs help
cock the 9 bitch you cant contend/ ima let u know now that this is the end/
but untill then// ill just pretend to be ya friend/
U need to reload your verse/ cuz its werse// that’s fa sure
and ma density n complexity/ will shorten ya life's expectancy/
cuz ma descressions viewed as only agression/
tru - its depressin/ but im still opressin/
ya mind and ill comprimise to imprivise/
ma nine and droppin my rhymes/ for ma time to shine/ people try to exile ma mind/
Last line/ till I finish tha flow// theres no bullets in ur gun// how u gonna reload