Words getting crispy your words steady miss me Matt's rhymes hurt harder as they hit me I say fuck it let him diss me since he ain't seen a pissed me i stab him with my lyrics Till he bleeds from his chest I'm as Ill as it gets And I have no regrets I steady get checks I live life full of stress And I still stand tall Don't go to the mall I don't fuck wit y'all I'm the blunt you avoid When your tryna spark shit up Cause you get me annoyed with words you throw up cause you dont rap with joy when you throw your signs up like you don't give a fuck With the line I run up with I could give a mile and keep running up with more to say Till your vision goes grey I'll make your rhymes disipate a new world I'll create a new game I will make as I steady make cake