This nigga talkin trash about me sayin that I can't rap cos I always remix peoples songs this nigga really thinks I can't rap, bitch, what am I doing, I agree I disappointed you, I letted you down, but I always keep my guts up, sayin that I can't rap, but you busy writting songs about dipression, my nigga you dipressed, I'm kng Ow Sah, nobody tries to disrespect, I got alot of love, fans, followers, what do you have, you and your punny dick, I got alot of strippers, askin me for a real thing, while you busy suckin on some jamaican dicks, If you don't wanna collaborate with me no more, khule will do the rest, fuck your drip, you just a peace of junk, that came from a trashcan,dustbin, you can call it how ever you wanna, all I'm tryna say you just a peace of shit,