a beast and a monster

Enemy, you the poison and this track the remedy, look how far we are I average more likes than you and you got twice the followers, ya following is sheep, I could never have a stylist, out of em all I been the wildest, you kinda childish, you acting hard but you edgy like Billie Eilish, you brought me the bag but I'm the gun man, you finna be the bag man for ya own death just like Kangaroo Jack, you listening to Drake that's why you not a threat, try me, ya track's are wack! when I call ya hoe's house you can bet she wet, she wanna see this pickle, but she ain't Kosher yet, pray for me, I wanna see em label me, they think I'm weak I'm coming at em like a Monday! They say Ima be successful one day, look around, I made hits, but I still get slept on, you a weird one you the type to get left on read, you taking L's to no name's while I'm destroying big names and zipping up the body bags, you say you can end my career but you dressing Gothic? Cracker, stop it! Only thing you could end is Russ, and that's not saying much! I don't spray I buss, I educate, get on the bus! I'm the teacher, welcome to the classroom, ya head is a waste of space, an empty vacuum! claiming you got hoes but all you got is robo-calls, you ain't man enough, you ain't got the balls! anybody can get it! there's levels to it like the tool, take this as a lesson, I just took you to school! I should be blackout drunk, Ima blow ya hoe's back out punk! Horseman better quit horsing around, only apocalypse is your social life, no hoes, that's how it goes when you suck at rapping, yo girl is what I'm tapping call it Morse code, ya only enemy is your socially awkward tendencies! You're so young you should still be in the womb, it's a double homicide, I put you and ya mom in the tomb.