tryna go with instrumental

Writing all my lyrics through my dark thoughts

Fuck with me and i'll tie you up and swing you on the swing set

Till the park rots

Piss on your raps like a dog cuz i mark spots, On the trees with the bark knots!

I'm never gonna squash this beef with lu

He'll have to be a man and squash it, or imma keep spitting

These lyrics toward his jugular till his face goes blue

Diss me and i'll diss you, simple shit but i guess i'm not getting through

Ether you like eminem on ja when the #cold #wind #never #blew

I #roasted you so when you're done with the #beef just tell me

But until then you better lay low and try to stay stealthy

When i spit you go injury prone and you struggle just to stay healthy

Your moms a janitor and now you're wealthy?!

Fuck no, i can spit quick like you mother on my dick or spit slow

I fucked you're rap in the ass and then you shit this shit flow

Little pussy with them cheap shots always tryna hit low with a quick blow

Imma rip your moms nipples off, not really but i will slit that clit though!