Yo Blasian Gonna Get It

Its ya boy, Autism Speaks as I can barely produce a beat.

One that rhymes with the lines that are being typed with shine.

not knowing if my next line, is going to intertwine.

I keep the flow going because I'm running out of time.

Gotta let my mate know, that I'm not expected to blow,

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal the flow

As your girl is ready to beat, the meat that gives her a skeet.

She's ready to see that the world isn't that well w/ out me

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

That with out Auism Speaks, the beat don't got any reason to sing.