Imma have fun with this one

[Verse]:
System sittin' shavy, listen in the travy
Bitch I'm burnin' swishers, hittin' switches in the caddy
Got this certain gift to make your bitch take off her panties
Cause I'm hot enough to where my fans are even tryna fan me
And I'm, feelin' lifted but I'm twisted on this brandy
And I keep the shit beside me just in case it come in handy
The way I murder records you could call me son of Sammy
You ain't nothin' but a bum that had to run and underhand me
They say it takes some nuts to have the guts to understand me
Haters would love to get him in cuffs until he's seducted drugged with xannies
Mad because my bitch has got the thickest fuckin' fatty
While your chick is lookin' busted like a liquor drunkin' tranny
This the proposition, you could diss the composition
Or just sit to stop to listen how there is no competition
Just admit it's nonexistent
I'm the shit while yall just pissin'
Try to sit in my position
Rhyme as if it's my religion
Shit's a life decision
Got this gift to rhyme sufficient
If I could switch it
I would wish that I could give the blind their vision
Menace gettin' crazed when they let us hit the stage
This medicine I blaze is to benefit my ways
I'm accelerate, will never take a sec to hit the brakes
I'm expecting them to praise all this excellence displayed
Infecting them as if they been infected with the plague
Or injected with some venom that's collected from a snake
I knew this crazy fuck who'd daily tuck a blade
Had this thing for cuts to tape you shut and make you fuckin' beg
Dangerous his neighbors stayed the fuck away
The type of nut to shank you up then shinkle up your legs
His face was flushed from all the angel dust he takes
Turned his brains to slush as if he's just been daily chuggin' kegs
It's crazy cause they say his anger comes in waves
And that thang he clutch will make you fuckers fade to dust so pray
I'll ease up off that rhyme man
Ain't mean to cause no fight fam
Deep and dark my mind can't
Seem to stop with my rants
It's me, my dawgs, with five grams of nice grass for my stash
Speakers on that high blast
Lets see how long this night lasts
Try this, I'm high fast
Hi bitch, you like cash?
I know a couple pimps who'd like to finance your fine ass
Joking though, "I laugh"
Feel the force of my wrath
Clear the course in my path
I'll pierce a sword in your back
There's people born to just perform these torturous acts
And you'll be fortunate if they just force a fork up your ass
I'm basically a pro now, with pronouncing pronouns
Hold down my whole team with profoundly dope sounds
Hoes bouncing both cheeks
They're programed to go 'round
No hand she don't need a whole count to go down
Shakin' it with the flow now
Repetitive is your whole style
Takin' a hit till I zone out
This is the kid that you don't doubt