i pluck this prick and magically shit em like Air Force Wands
cuz you sufferin from mid life crisis as i rip the strap off your ones
now your garbage is exposed your flow is rambled by strays
strung out everywhere like a fumblin junkie on first days
indian given The Gift of Gab wantin your baG back
to replace your trash cuz when you rhyme it brings flash backs
cuz your Kellog is packed with hollie spoons
can't hold a flow cuz you jar headed like squirls in blue lagoon
your 13 posts come from UPS cuz your deliver is bubble rap
gettin popped by shop lifters cuz your profile look like a sunglasses rack

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