Short freestyle for y'all

Defecated on the game,industry like a bathroom,

they putt'n dirt on my name,i clean it up with a vacuum,

dust'em haters off,wipe away the competition,

man all my music raw,until i cook it in the kitchen,

chang'n channels with flows,for the feds that stay watch'n,

hazardous with my woes,tell'em please take precaution,

all i spit is that heat,i got substitutes for the magma,

electrifying the beat,made an insulation for plasma,

i gave em chills down they spine,they ended up ALS,

i got caskets for parties and plenty rappers for guests,

if life don't give lemons,how come i made lemonade,

and if joe music ain't the bomb,then why it still detonate?