WAR SCARS

Ask Dr. Dre what "The Chronic" meant. I haven't been offered a battle yet. Not sure if it's an insult or a compliment. Rhymes hard, make ya mommy bend. Tommy talked shit, that was Tommy's end. Me, Myself, and I, I got three friends. Yo rhymes so gay they probably trans. I'm a conquering king I'm looking for new lands. But now you see, I got new plans. Wiping off the rust and washing my hands. Hundreds on hundreds I got platinum bands. My soul is music, watch it dance. I'm Frosty so step up and take yo battle stance. Rhythm putting weak rappers in a trance. I'm feared, get speared, this medieval lance. Well your girl calling, gotta go, see ya on the off chance!