Dude what is there left to say Except maybe this shit cray Not a diss track but im in dismay That i played all my cards In the tournament for three days And it didnt even pay off. I was mostly scoffed at the beginning Locked in and said I was winning The entire thing and was forgiven By Getting my own votes w my ambition Now im in almost no position To come back hissing At the fact that "vote for a vote" is the way Quote for quote... I devote Myself to impress critics nowadays Lets be real bossalini obeys The rules so that plays you fools And incase you were wondering Im number three in the packed race Who doesnt hate 1st and Second place And stays calm and collective From every perspective I was an underdog that was perceptive In every vote count i connected dotted and detected You need a larger fan base But i just got a taste Of what it takes and fuck man Its a lot of copy and paste I work in haste Cause im nervous ill lose my own fan base Your all worth with my praise And approval as I 4/20 blaze depict, decypher and display i work through every phrase To get my life to the next phase