You dropping wack disses quicker than I do your mother
How in the hell are you a stud when ya dad is ya only lover?
Everything about you is gay except the blonde lady in ya avy
Your wack we know so how how are a “Legend in the making”?
Please your shit is so soft that people see them as compliments
When you hit me up you had me laughin still with consciousness
If you’re so lyrically hot why is your wack ass still on thin ice?
Ya can’t fuck with me when I’m hitting and my landings are precise
Don’t tell me you choke cuz I know that’s your only verb
Quit fronting, your shit was about as tight as relaxed nerves