Fake Styles P, but he'll never be as hard, just call him a hoe,
and as far as bars go, i didnt know Casper could flow!

I clown kings, make you rock a permanent frown kid,
even his avvy imitates how i rap circles around him!

Bars of heat, introduce him to the Grim, he'll never make nice music,
steady movement, call him Ghost cuz we all see right through him!

Battle me, this queer? Fall back, get ya jaw smacked, with that awful rap
if i blink i might miss ya career, consider it a compliment that i even call it that!

Hip Hop, na, Respect is dead, this netcee, best me never man, name a bitch i aint better than,
drown you in the depth of the pen, cuz Cleveland the closest you ever get to havin clever ends!


It is what it is, Gl mane

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