3rd Degree

you forgot to mention I'm not within certain dominions, I've got extensi9ns of myself throughout other realms I'm not a saved soul, im on the way to hell if you've got a problem, go and solve it and listen for yourself my tracks snap like crack in the bag when a hand comes to snatch without the cash I'm not gonna rap fast I don't have to to spaz, listen to what happens when I sit down and write down these raps even then it's a freestyle don't even need a pen, i type faster then my hands can keep up with I'm a demon in the booth like had a crooked tooth, these bars are coming out twisted I'm gifted if actually you listen, i am not just a sinic but I will go and blow you a kiss and see if it misses because I'm hissing like I had me a serpent, this a certain type of evil that I'm leaking I'm not seeking validation I'm just tryna make my way then pave it for the rest of worthy rappers I don't have to study your tracks cuz im just a better rapper, like a trapper with the bags of letters, im bagging up better come hit my line if you wanna vendetta, im just a rapper that's looking for cheddar better now I've been taught better, won't utter a single letter, cuz I'm not rat