my ill~ass lyrics for this week:

I just took pills with alcohol an injected heroin In my dick
So I can have a mental block and still flow so sick/
Ya wacker than wack, weaker than my gran’s verbal attack/
Yo’ shit aint fell, currently no more than a whiz in a crack/
I’m back, this cat’s the weakest link, bottom of the food chain/
Constipation determined you could only spit lame/
Dogg this game is for the players, name one I can’t beat/
Anyone I couldn’t defeat, physically strong, mentally deep /
You gay son, that’s done, none can argue or moan/
You alone, groan when you realise you on your own/
Ya phone outta reach, gotta teach you a lyrical lesson/
Win number two for the number one, second-guessing/
I know it’s depressin, don’t think I aint been as low/
Everyone’s gotta build up an work for their dough/