Buck 65
Kick the Ball
Confused upon the slapped wrist
I ain’t on the rap list
I must have lost my head like John the Baptist
Mildew Wolf still cursed in the claims
Worst in the game
I burst into flames
Close fated
Don’t worry checks is post dated
I Used to be beautiful
And Now I’m the most hated
Both hands tied behind my back a spaceship
I take one of my socks off and slap you in the face with
Come around the corner and the whole block spells
Get a job at a church and I rock the bells
100 years from now they will uncover me
B love the durable mammal and super lover c
Jel casts a spell and makes a loop of the beat, next thing the girls act stupidly
Don’t waste my time
I execute stone faced
Warning avoid conforming to my own tastes
Kick the ball

Who stands and who falls, and that’s all…
Kick the ball