Your rhymes are like food thats been sittin' out gettin old...
K.S. isnt bold if we were playin' poker this kid would fold...
Startin' to grow mold and it seems like you give a fuck-less...
Surprised you didnt duck this, K.S. will never know success...
It would be luck I guess if King came up wit one punchline...
Talk alot of shit, but cant spit one line come crunch time...
Fakes rhymes... and weak vocab is all King's rap possesses...
Dicks stuck up like dresses fallin aparts all he progresses...
Like an occupation, I should get paid to exterminate haterz...
Serve you like a waitor... RV - you can pay me for it later...

Quick 10mins drop - G'd Luck

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