CheckMate

You thought I was finished, not for one minute, these other people need stop being dipshits, This one guy is my hitch, bitch! I'm tired of you misfits, lyrical nitwits, you don't know who you're pissin' with, the "OG seat" you'll be missin' it, just like my feet you'll be kissin' them, my raps are overlapping, just like a tazer I'm zapping, like a gun I'm capping, like a gift I'm unwrapping! I'm gonna be a pastor, nobody needs your lyrical disaters so let me preach, like out of the Bible I speak, just like a raptor my teeth, just like the bleach you drink, Like Eminem I speak, Om's and etties, I have a machete, armed and ready, to drop lyrical bombs, your bombs disarmed and deadie, Your ryhmes are too calm, and shitty. Your blue balls too gone and sweaty, your lips too lip-balmed and heavy, you deadweight, underweight, checkmate in chess mate. I'm tired of you misfits, lyrical nitwits, you don't know who you're pissin' with, the "OG seat" you'll be missin' it, just like my feet you'll be kissin' em', my raps are overlapping, just like a tazer I'm zapping, like a gun I'm capping, like a gift I'm unwrapping! Now you are finished, in one minute, lyrical limits!