scoot summers
Those wack rhymes of yours... just lyrics left in stacked lines
I would send some punches, but this waste tryna take the back nine
Pay attention to the signs, cause you cant rewind the weak blows
You been slapped by 5 fingers, like rick james on the chappell show...
( Deep Breath )
This fool only causes comotion... his week rhymes bring declined promotions
As im fuckin his mom, this kid is sitting in the womb suckin on my potion
Ya crew is wack, stick to your topic... With the DRing devotion
Why say shit here, when in open mic i see pussy lips only speaking emotion?
choose to battle me now, cause you need a picture to gather creation
Your left in the dirt... Knowing in the heart that my high class brings U Motivation