Produce violence as my rhymes spit, admit yo styles my shit
If a text ‘head’ is sacred, Then yo ass is ‘mind’less
Don’t fake it, I rip timeless, shoot ‘clipse’ if ya ‘grindin’
Think ya better than JDOT..ha! bitch get ya mind stitched
Whyte Out’s a fuck up….been it his whole life
…failed at tryin suicide….he just bended tha knife
Cats duckin Young Blaze, I think he jealous of skill
I’ll ‘box’ Whyte like ‘Foreman’, then I’m steaming the ‘Grill’
…Real recognize real, you don’t look familiar B
Aint u that cat we declined from tha crew, cause ya rhymes elementary
…kid, elevate yourself or get thrown off deck
Ur apart of nuthin, the ‘dynasty’s fake like a rich girls chest