You wanna beat me, right you wanna see me die you wanna kick the shit out of me go sit and fucking rhyme my rhymes are freaking hard don’t need no help cuz if i did yelp you’d be surprised itself don’t need advice
my hands are burning like a pyre ‘for its put to fire and you the body, my desire shelled, cus I’m on fire my competitsh is dying i need more iron i think i killed the whole entire life you see, its my my army, my barley my little kids are are me i think you found your party get inside and we will see whose hardy i kicked you hardly, but you think I’m on my hardest, well you get your A game and ill surely, kill you twice, and you won’t sorry how many times do i have to say this just to make chill how many rhymes do you have eat fore you understand its me i am the reason you still dreaming and you can’t wake up i guess I’ve had enough of bullshit, go back fuck up