Some people think I’m truly workaholic
I just believe in this rapshit & stand for it
I never leave this game I swear I’ll stay solid
I put some jam on your plate you stupid can’t ignore it
Stomp on your back, you rappers are wack
Play gees on the web but dummies in fact –
It’s not a game boy
You smell like a crap who smokin’ a crack
Ain’t got no respect, a louse on your neck –
You gotta play toys
Separate me from this fake artist
Who got kidnapped or got raped ‘fore the darkness
Do not escape, the same fate, you’re ain’t the smartest
I’ll brake your leg, it’s my day, you just a target
Truthfully speaking I know who you peeping
Massive ass-kicking, too damn angry & spitting (ugh!)
I bet your lifestyle is fucking & shitting
Sniffing & licking, mine is smoking & thinking

Same block for the same mess
You know what I’m saying I’m not trying to confess
Deserve what I gain, go try another contest
You see I ain’t playing, my momma thinks I play chess
Get back pussy, you’re such a ladylike
Everytime I touch a mic I increase my appetite
I can get you into fight anyday or anynight
Feeling like a rockstar when I standin’ in the light (ugh!)
Say hello to my friend Billy
He’s so skilled in killing your pussy girl, feel me
I make her thrill again, nothing to conceal, hear me
I have no deal with ‘em, they don’t wanna drill, chill me
Used to be a loser now I’m going hard
Play smart, don’t leave your body in my backyard
Stay in your lane boy, I smell fart
Rappers is jelly but everybody gon’ excel god