U far from godly, u jus another wannabe in the game foo
truly mythical? nah, more like a myth that simply aint true
Zeus claims to live in the clouds...quit lyin, that shit is dumb
that's a sorryass excuse for why u constantly gittin sunned
i'ma make my style like rough toilet paper, wit my lyrics hated
and win by applyin myself, jus to leave this asshole irritated
these punches'll hit ya chest yo, hurtin till ya breath slows
leave ya weezin & mumblin, till u hard to follow like a dress code
unlike u, i know how to speak my mind...that sucks for u son
only time u'll step up n address,
.....is when the Salvation Army aint got much to choose from
u need assistance wit this rap shit, while i fry u like dead fish
cuz u'll never polish ya shit on ya own, like a genie widda deathwish

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