A quick key cause I don't know if this cat is going to ghost or not.

This is the realness.. I'm robbing outcomes the way I steal this
Can't help but feel this.. while dakario's bland like rice cakes and chex mix
Your life is at risk.. I win so often you'll claim the results are rigged
But that's just stupid.. you may be new, but that's no excuse, kid
Get rid of the evidence.. I'm serving up losses like Brazil in the World Cup
I bet it's rough.. but I was created from one-hundred percent raw stuff
While you're left for fake, dead, or forgotten.. i'm leaven you rotten
Smoken you so bad, I'm leaven you coughen.. salads, you tossen
Look out for the cops.. when I drop it's so hot that I've been forced to stop
When dakario drops it's a flop.. on your verse I'm opening up shop
Anything good musta been ghost wrote.. cause your shit drops like an off note

Switch up the beat...

I got you fearin this.. leave you delerious with the greatest of wits
Aslong as I still exist.. I'll keep throwing you off the side of the abyss
Cause your punches are so weak, they do nothing but miss
Facing you is a risk.. not to lose, but for catchen syphilis
Your weak minded.. catch you off guard with a simple Jedi mind trick
Ill shit to your enzymes.. leaven you left for dead in the daily grind
Your verse doesn't connect.. it's like talking to the def and the blind

No beef, just battle.

Edited for typos.