u aint a writer

the kid has truth on his face look who is saving face 15 battles thrown ur way nothing in response for months what up chump if i recall u were hitting me up after a day like lets go hey now that u got more then u can handel like the lighting out of the handle chew with ur mouth closed i know u took more then u could chew 30 in 30 gottcha choking soft spoken hesitation kills most mafa style seraded rope to ur wind pipe choked flesh degraded roting the route contemplating ur next move 603 is still here to devastate you like the way i move plotted out like the chest do three moves check mate good game ill let u continue ur walk of shame malicious in my acts cause u damage bringing down your name this feels better then a mic drop showing everyone ur not worthy u aint a writer u aint a raper u just pretend like an actor shit show desaters the 603 is ur master