#champ #competition #weekly contest so i guess most people is supposed to be thinking they themselves is the goat but not try and gloat but its really sad tho that all these individual hopes is gone like smoke in wind, it floats disapates into almost, but ends up at nope see the reality folks dont actually know is I'm the champion with my lyrical scope top of the podium i should appear with gold its hard tho, outchere wit no crew to build my votes so im keep going solo rolling with my jargon approach im starting to be noticed my verbal style is charted as dope & I'm far harder than any I've opposed I'm the champ, no one's close not him, him, her, or none of those #1 contender's not even close im the champ of lingual quotes yeah, yo, so the linguistic flows that I engineer & compose are no joke, my itenerary smokes most mc's hopes, and shows my wordplay spoke, displays the poet, awoke, in my soul I'm the champ, ya'know wait tho, ugh ohh first i gotta come from the underground crypt in which im enclosed I'm the champ fo'sho' but only in my brain behind my nose thats my role until my fanbase grows I gotta catch my break befo' I say fuck it, and just quit making notes at least I'm still the champ at my home