This one goes out to tim
You smell of poo and i don't like you
Ceeday dead and we don't need that
Tim making all these bags on these shit collars
Everybody spending racks on these new clown pants
Cos we all know the fact the games down bad
Don't you say no i got the flow. i'm in the studio i'm in my zone
Little tim back off you don't want to get smoked
Cos i am taking that crown bitch
So give me that throne
I'd hate to me the one for you to see the mess you caused
And what you left for me so now it's time to take a knee
Put pen on paper get your bald hеad out of the fle
Bitch you smell