7 1/2

I'm on a mission trying to get a million hits on every sentence that I've written for the past seven and a half minutes straight from the bottom of the gutter and I'm not going to stop till I got seven and a half digits rap Fame don't give a f*** who's offended a lot of people always got to try to be pretending don't catch my drift and I'll get more specific I'm cold in a iceberg floating the Pacific hey this morning battle I'll drop verbalistics let the world know you just a girl with some lipsticks on the cool I really don't got it intentions I'm just a fool with it when I drop I get mentions old school spit game and a hoe fidget I ain't got to use no Emojis or widgets talk big homie looking at me like a midget just because you don't know me don't mean I ain't never did s*** I'm about to leave with this girl and her friend too if you in my way trying to not let me get through I'mma run your b**** ass over with a big ass truck and not give a f*** cuz I got a Benz too hook two times raised by Metallica Ramones and The misfits learned I was hot and forgot how to listen my attention span is not my condition I'm just allergic to people acting like b****** on to the next thing I'm sick of stressing had to learn -to settle for less -than friends but what can I expect when I'm always a guest and I'm never on my own s*** on track on checks I'm going to take every f****** bridge I burn and mess I make is just another lesson learned but when it comes to wrecking I'm less concerned I reckon I've wrecked enough respect I've earned never check my sound tech he knows if my bass don't kick like some Tekken I drop all my shows country dive bars is where I cop all my hoes take them out to my car and then they drop all their clothes looking for some cash I just follow my nose I'm going to find that a stage over a bad b**** for sho you never fill my slot for real so dog I propose you go get drunk at the bar and watch how hard I compose hook four times fades out