man suggested to be murded here what's the matter now you've wrote a letter to commit suicide u dissed me look at u u die slow like a man's joke I've told you to let it go but you don't what's the matter now fucken moron I'm heartless wit license that's said by self ,mess I'm med need meds I've killed less I'm gentle I login with slang lang twist tongue I've crossed e'm with ma brains I'm king still with crown crowd stress I'm loved loud like God of diss but still I feel in my shoes, none can ,not born yet get me here let me men's n teach e'm me I'm selfie caption made by my inspiration Eminem I name him, he made me slim deep in diss rap thing thank you man for that, man master made mastered me I've administered my line's I still cope, I don't do coke ,never lose hope like unlovable joke I'm real talk n a lit most with dope notes I mean lines I'll never lie lay down like I've overdosed most lies while I'm still doing most one's mean while I set Bar's with line's solid rhymes like I detox drugs with song's I've made listen man I'm healer not a killer brain stealer healing pain killing brutally all the mess voiding I'm avoiding naming name's I real rap don't trap ,for trends like I'm med, I'll rather die bad body bagged coz trap is dead dearly nearly buried up by myself