you aint fly, be more creative kid cuz i kill children
while your raps are so plain terrorists fly em into buildin's
Watch him cry and pout once i kill you i won't bring respect
When you become an angel, i'll uppercut you till i ring your neck
So I hear you're from tomorrow? well when my text speaks
Don't be too surprised to be waking up in the middle of next week
your weak plus youll be needing help when u loom
When I get done ur gonna need a mansion to shelter ur wounds
ur getting schooled, and the principle of it is killing you
You’re second dude, I’ll squeeze ya til ya neck is blue
Forget Knockin On Heaven’s Door-- it’s open
Lord knows they’ve been expectin you