lesson part2

yeah what the fuck fuck it I thought I was done.. guess I got some more left every single time I hear you mfrs talking shit I let go of it taking charge imma blow this bitch know the snitch why I'm never bout the talking cops be calling up my line thinking that they caught em (me) but they lost em I boss em an when you get up in My rhymes just know I fuckin toss em set up on my lines who the fuck you thinking brought em? just like bleazy an his crew man I fuckin taught em you don't want this view I'm heavy with Exhilarants no ones passing me, trashing me cause I'm in this shit sit with it no one can deny with my rhymes I'm fucking sick w it like we catching covid stay away, we ain't intimate blowing on the smoke an I'm choking, while tokin give you all a token I'm awoken You're stirring up the pot I promise you, on God that ain't what the fuck you want come an battle me an imma point out all ya fuckin flaws imma point out all ya flaws shut the fuck up imma handle you I fuckin bet it taking on crews with my dudes you finna get I dare you mfrs step right up we gonna set it changing direction, reflecting on my past I'm second guessing