Battosai

Okay Freestyling To This Beat Rapping From My Seat Repping Up My Hood Sworn To The Creed Haters filled with Greed That's why they bleed out when they see the Hommie Cashout The Money's Maxed Out I fucked The Bitch Sore... till she passed out FlatOut Knockout Like Mohammed Ali i went to the mountains and said a prayer for grace to win every battle for grace to succeed And exceed Haters expectations when they're busy underating Negligently they don't know my Fate and definitely can't decipher the words i Spate Check the Date Flip the Pages of the calendar You thought it was fucking December? Well Remember Nigga That in this Month of April we better Hope and Pray that it May do better than June did to July and July did to August to Augur September to Consider if October could give November a fucking yam tuber sharing love like it's Christmas December I was Once a boy and now i swear i am a man because for every obstacle i came across i manned and try to put every of my struggle in a fucking can How can Can it be possible? C'mon Nigga Nothing's impossible Plausible Everything i Hustled for i tried yo make it come in twos and we steady high up in the Trees Smoking out that Backwoods Oh Jeez! What's Popping with you the way you fucking Freeze I'm Rapping With My Steeze Rolling Up My Sleeves I'm Tucking up my Shaggy trousers straight up to my Knees And den i'd go down on my knees I'm begging you my father Oluwa please don't let my haters tease me Bless Me Above All Haters So i could get all the Haters bustling just to Please Me