The beginning

I got the microphone,

A hungry guy that is unknown,

So i sit back in my chair, while i jot these notes,

with things so tight what am i suppose to promote,

should i sell my soul to the goat,

better shut up before i explode,

this song is what i am going to upload,

but my back has a big load,

leading to a successful road.

My mind is racing at 80 mph,

climbing the Eiffel tower,

battling all my enemies and defeating them like bowser.

I don't mean to come out cocky,

eating out your mom sloppy, number 1 fighter call me rocky,

destroy your ass as kamikaze, new ep, so buy a copy,

never was a fan of barney, inhalining a sharpie,

has me gone like a zombie.

Eating out brains, im on the top of the food chain,

going through hard pain, makes me insane,

never been a good boy or a saint,

on cocaine, it was great, i cant complain,

now bring me a bottle of champagne.