Black Queen your whack I mean you dont have any skill….
Beat you until I cause many thrills winnin’ this ima fulfill…
Im in a fury the Jury better hurry and find some real talent…
Showing you the way to success, starting to feel gallant*…
Punches are complex got you confused like a tilt-a-whirl…
Built tough like a pearl, No way ima lose to a little girl…
Your brittle, fallin’ apart wit ease droppin’ to my knees…
Beatin’ you with my expertise got you spittin’ apologizes…
I accept while you reject hopin’ for the best, I laugh…
Lookin’ at your chest looks like one breast cut in half….

*Gallant: “a man who attends or escorts a woman”

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Reppin' Canada


Havnt lost a real battle yet!