my bowl's better bro got bags of that Boombastic your low cheddar flow is like sacks of that brown grass shit smuggled from Mexico up inside of an asshole that's mota de culo when you smoke it taste like cabbage but that's okay I got enough to go around cuz my flow so special and I bless yall with the sound like be healed my child I rebuke your shitty lines and cast out the demon that told you to write a rhyme I'm hitting trees hard like my name was Sonny Bono lines so nasty they should be in a porno y'all keep staring at me you should probly take a photo I'm the antidote to wack shit and you just anecdotal class is in session, sit down and pay attention, I'ma show you how to kick it and I hope you learn your lesson I got bars on bars, man I'm something like a prison and you rappers can't see me, all of y'all need supervision they said it's impossible for me to rock a booth and drop a deuce upon these haters rhyming like my name was dr. Seuss now I'm tripping hard off vodka mixed with lots of juice and dropping stupid rhymes so tight a flock of roosters couldn't knock em loose woo coming live from the hospital, the doctor said I bodied everybody for a block or two lined em up around the block and watch em fall like dominos, I'm on a roll motherfucker (KILL EM) That's what I'ma do time to prove, I got what it takes to make it I'm the truth even though, some of y'all might think of me as long of tooth if you wanna battle me I guarantee you're gonna lose father won't you please forgive them they don't know what son will do walk up in the booth, I get loose and knock a block or two I take aim, take a shot of goose then take a shot at you got the juice, couldn't stop me if you bitches wanted to greatness attracts haters, so y'all do what you gotta do