Glory

am a beast and you jiggas are just a bag of chips from McDonald's

My am so high even is you had a rocket you wont catch me

bitch you better stand up and clap for me

me and you is like a dollar compared to An Indian rupee

you better not dare diss me cause you have no history

better be prepared for what I my pocket

I'll blow your head up and chew your brains like sausage

am the diss doctor better come for your daily dosage

nothing will stop me bitch not even old age

nigga Hit 'em up and burn 'em down like PAC said

you rap like a bitch who's pussy is distorted like a plate of sushi and lemonade

I don't need your damn votes You think I'm standing for presidency

I just came to blaze up and electrify these damn radio frequencies

Holla if your hear me loud and clear like 911

emergency in this bitch take out your calculators one by one

count for me the number of real niggas in your hood

and you'll get nothing but 1

the result had me rhyming to I wish you would nigga