who gon try an battle wit me I'll make ya step back like it didn't happen to me my lyrics are on a higher level your on the trap door in bouta pull the lever your shit is weak call you meek your moms gonna be calling me next week I got the crown now call me a rookie how got the whole crowd chanting wow wow I'm the real dog bow down now your just cute little puppy saying bow wow tonight I'm finna make the remembering dismembering the tethering of your dreams and how it all came to me and you couldn't battle wit me you couldn't set your lyrics free all you did was make minced meat its time you take the back seat and I'll be the king y'all wanna see yo this rap is done I had my fun do your thing let ya boyfriend call ya hun I'm home now I'm on a different level your on the floor I'm finna take you to war try me.