fast as the flash

U know u know what time its is its time for war u have more followers then me that doesn't mater i tryed put u down one u was lucky thats is was was a draw but now I'm not holding back u fading every day im growing im growing u think easy but its not bitch your past 14 but u still ride a bike with training wheels dr Phil take a chill pile your no rapper your more like a Craper i seem like your cries u fat as crap u say in the house im the one that's good u like goofy goobert u little 4 year old u still wear diapers u always shit your pants u live in dump with a big bump on your hump u thing u dope but your hope gone u still see me laying bars while u on a couch eating chip mr fat bitch u act look like u over fat im in shape like that u trough is sore thats why u a hore u so bored