Clam Chowder to gunpowder

I gone keep this simple idk know ya and u dont know me when u commented on my track and realize that we resided within the same state when I seen yo track about South Carolina so I figure I would post one kinda like in collaboration u come at me the the wrong way thinkin u was fresh until u step to me for elaboration but left stuck with a application thinking and pacing what you facing could be u seeing inva-red tracing u sadly mistake me before u came at me side ways sayin to my face implying that I was fucking with the wrong one I seen what u said should pump with lead till the news spreads with u in my thoughts left for dead because of what u had said but instead I realize ain't no need for killing yo ass at yo homestead pump with lead left for dead feeling regret but i thought of a better way to handle this call u out on a battle try to get on the mic try to make yo head rattle what I'm smoking Is louder tryin to claim yo name to be gunpowder bitch ain't nothing but a bowl of clam chowder but left with a empty bowl waiting on a voucher trying to get more cemilac waiting for a ride in the back of an old Cadillac trying to talk shit to me about yo ya tag standupSC but dont use the tag cause I ain't repping no flags when I seen what u said so instead let this shit spread having no legs in a wheel chair left waiting for death but u resided in the same state so I gotta have some kinda respect stepping up call u out on a battle let ya know how In feeling what need to be said to get off my chest ain't need for blood shed left feeling regret being left for dead with no legs be glad we met instead just walking with 2 left legs but there ain't but 2 chicken legs left so before u come at me all side ways there no blood shed just my words that let ya know I have took this verse and let it get its playlisted plays for days and by the way studio time to much money to be paid I'll let my track continue to fade so I hope this was all a mistake