FATT (18:15)

more babbling from capen men whats happening to the game I want more lyrics what happened to them I'm saying, I can't hear you come again if she ain't cum when you slaying, it might be the end, of the entanglement that's a slight trend, extravagance is understatement of the lane im in I'm running the game on rap fame feet pounding breaking up the pavement I see you don't like m.e easy don't pay me no mind that's a easy arrangement, yall are minor organisms yall style got limits my mic got space x rocket intentions, instrumentals fuel my endeavors watch me blast off to the outer limits, leave earth boundaries forever, low gravity efficacy you can't hold me down, I flow through the air effortlessly, blow out the the drag from the jet fuel, I don't care what it's costing he want the smoke get him ex ousted, I feel like Michael Phelps swimming laps in a sees pool exhausted, too many medallions on my neck, how many times do I have to go gold to get my respect, these medals on my chest means you fucking with a vet, throw a salute don't show signs of I'll intent, I known niggas are jealous I see things clear I don't even ride around with tent, these niggas are jokes will never see me clown around with them,