*Gunshot*
[Adlibs]
“You know I just gotta sharpen my number 2 pencil it's like it’s nothing it's nothing”

[Verse]
1-2-3-4-5 cross ‘em with the chalk
Tell ‘em I be rapping this ain't nothing for the tiktok

Yeah I got the passion this really the love and hip- hop
Make ‘em boom bye hit birds with the buckshot
Big dawg, Dalmatian, taking his and her spot
Will get busy like Chrissy and get your shit rocked
S-S-Stridin’ with my heat hot
Make ‘em get got
Be packing what you lacking
Don't mind me i'm just harassing
F-F-Fighting with a eater *Bite* I play for keepers
You fucking with BK rapping? Like depending on who asking
*WHO*
Where Scott at cause Dissick
All of my flows get switched up, y'alls thе same as autistic
Brewing up a bar don't know which (witch) one to pick
6 colors deep I been known as a misfit
Man my pinky got morе skill
Where the fuck is my deal?
Wrong bitch to mic steal
Born ready to kill
Gen Z need O2
I'm a breath of fresh air
Don't ask me about no pronouns bitch you know that i'm him
[Chorus remix]
You can’t be mad i’m choosing me, I go off usually
My dawg said ease off they necks
“You acting like you was the guillotine”
Most rappers hold a pen they not pushing, Yeah they rarely eat
Stand up, but I stand out, tried telling them to take a seat

[Verse 2]
When I'm speaking you listen and speaking facts a religion
In the stu that’s the kitchen
Rapping mortician edition
Ain't even start the ignition
Yeah all the snakes they be hissing
But every bite they be missing
Better wash the balls you licking bitch

BK