For the people who don't know me let me introduce myself I'm the lyrical mystro fueled by nitro and bodying niggas called Joe willo You think you dissed me it was nothing of the sort my rap game is tight tight meaning taut it's back to school your about to get taught Ive took aim spun my web now your caught your done I've got you rapped up unlike your dad when he cum didnt he know he had a loaded gun Well he shot himself Because out came a baby boy who ended up on shelf You set the bars low all stop no go Yes I might be small and fat but don't try and overpower you look upto me like an overhead shower Kirkby is a smalltown how dare you say I didn't show up for a showdown competition is something I never turndown I'm the king of towerhill where's your crown That's right didn't think so the only thing around your head is mistletoe about get kissed by death ye little meff Your not on this level my rhymes make birds sway heres an example take the clock back to Sunday Walked up to this girl and say hey 5 mins later we was fucking in the allyway but I ain't stuntin it's regularly occurrence like a time card punchin Now I need to add two names to my body count but shit they on two different lists She's on my bitch list and your on my hit list with other niggers that crossed me thinking you slick you little wannabe just because you have a couple thousand followers don't make your a celebrity but it's all love cuz you my lil brother kiss kiss