cadet (18:02)

top off every time that rhyme raps gas pump got backed up by a savage in a rap truck no cap on his head no ball to the bat when he based home race shown dark skin puerto rican nigga witta hint of unknown everybody wanna ask well slow roll and drop back right to the top where the off at like yo head from yo neck after talk trash bed made caught a fade now laid in a box grave like put him in now why wait he a waste of my time and a blank in the space that we call great life but this shit aint no land of the lakes where the butter made syrup over pancakes trays imma fold hands like a mad game fan in the stands where the foul at ref blow the whistle if you don't imma missle and attack semtex real street heat box out when you in a locked car shout out from the seat that you need fresh air and a minute to calm down flat ball need a needle for a ball bounce need a reason to mistreat other teams got one already mother fuckees in the wrong stew my pot fool of losers and a short spoon that's a visual a cartoon im framing a picture depicting my mission Is simple any condition you listen it sticks to the walls of yo mind like a fly in the ointment pie im anointed and im annoyed that rhymes you boys lay down get chipped like a bag bitch snacks are for kids you rabbit try another trick I've had it wit you wanna be sick dull flame I'm nomadic fuck a bic I'm the propane