Hotshh used to be good....
Sees himself as rap game’s Bill Gates, damn shame he’ll just serve meal plates
Fifteen minutes of fame swiftly came, check now. Trippin over titbits of change
Was famous in state of sleepsville, anus ate up the cheap thrills then awoke to despair
Is it better now with ya nightmare of a time-share in Jamaica where crimes rare..?
Drugs beat ya brain in fame now, just mugged each day by look-alikes of nick nolte
Mud is ya name, a thug put to shame, a plug in your chain, only skill left is multis
I wont quote ya text to choke your plexus, ya verses resemble those spoke like turrets
Its all tickety-boo, ripping thru you, to be the contender, but remember to vote the dex