~Nada Fuck Given~ laboring these days just to abate each pain so I ain't about to naysay my gains letting paydirt go to waste that would be a grave mistake, but only a bit I'd label my ways a gift of the fifth since haters go mayday on the daily lately like they're trapped in a Cinco de Mayo type .gif gringo lingo in my brain's conveying lingual gain with every 808 riff the skin on my legs remains the shade of milk while the sun's rays blaze they're denim wrapped stilts for a cerebellum there to tell them what matters is gray but also white when we're talking about the physical mind in a literal way but this white boy won't spoil when you bring him to a boil like he's made of mayonnaise I'm just playing with revile and picante flavoring yeah I kind of mind (mined) so I get my digs in while they're in denial of their crimes like napoleon's henchman Frenchmen conquistador guile destined to cease drawing breath while they reach for success with complete arrogance so vile they'll be greeted instead by a sweet revenge that's heaping beatings on these heathens like a feast for death these skills nachos but they're all that I can eat loaded with hot flows go rio caliente on the beat don't need to be Hispanic to understand a bit of culture sheesh quit panicking dopes it's appropriate appreciation not open appropriation when you live this close to Mexico so so it hits a bit closer to home than hopelessly offended yet closed-minded folks can get spitting flammable liquid potent as chlorine trifluoride knowing my mischief can stoke them to ignite spoken in bright rhymes provoking dimwits whose domes are so dimly lit I'd be honestly surprised if they had a single idea of their own that shed much light holding candles in the dark claiming they're awake the spokesman of ire has been evoked and all I need is a spark to make shadows of doubt dissipate combustible as fuck so don't go and push your luck or it'll be your turn to get burned by my talented touch you don't want to be around when I'm about to erupt spouting fountains of magma emitting injuries down to the bone with the sixth degree every diss they pitch is missing me but even if it hits it'd simply sizzle with a hiss like it's a pissed kitty look, I know all my flaws and I know what I'm not I know what I can taunt because it's shown all it's got and that's less than impressive so I address such pests with a restless message cause I detest deception each breath I let slip to the beat bests vestiges of bleats sheep protest with when I'm a pro so I'm destined to go uncontested go ahead and pretend to be the GOAT a wolf will eat either of you folks meat bleeding when my teeth sink into throats and now you're replete of hope. ~Justin Farrow