Aight, I guess I'll go first if ur too scared

I'm back with more game, lyrically expanded
packed with more beef than a sirloin steak sandwich
but 4get the beef, cuz my flow is str8-up bread and butter
with skills and meta4's unlike n e other
For all u blind wanna b's i'll spit in braile
with more firepower than shotguns and moltov coktails
When I spit, my words scar and hurt
Even worse, I'll stomp ur ass in the ground like dirt
Speaking of dirt, Lil Reesie is trying 2 save the earth
He doesn't reduce, but he did reuse and recycle his verse
cuz u lyrically lost like a compass without direction
but I'll find u like a gun in a metal detection
and like a virgin screwing a prostitute, u better have protection
but the protection I mean is teks and milli's
your last name and "putty", but I'll still slap u till u'r "silly"
U say u gasnsta and the only way u can go is up?
But how can u b balling if u got no "handle" like a plastic "Solo" cup
and now u gotta get cut-up, u the type of loser 2 hit ur balls with a hammer cuz u wanted 2 "bust a nut"