look I'm the god i write lyrics hard like a card i can't afford my lyrics hit hard like a sword when all those niggas saw me they get jealous but I'm like fellas come listen to my ryme it's so sour like lime they say my lyrics is so hard it acts like a crime i rap niggas out they be saying yoh nigga are you in your prime im a master of ryme it's time it's so hot they be calling me Summertime i try my best like im working overtime when i hit you like mike tyson in his prime but i just give a little bit I'm the goat i whrite my lyrics down on a note they be acting like salt even the president ask me for a cent but im decent I'll give the president a reason like it's my season I'm a demon i fuck your girl with my semon she be sayying my dick feels like a demon i told her it's for a reason because it's my season I'll give it all for you yeah im the reason I'll hit you with a stone shut up get off your phone you staying in my zone. your girl ask me jou it's that my ringtone