diss

lay in your bed high flyin with peter pan

tried not to come down but you did and crashed in the sand

tinker bell shakin got pixe dust in your hand

that aint pixie dust

call the cops man I must

that isnt sand either

you best get the f*** up peter

You hopped in your 2 seater

you couldnt escape

Tinkerbell sue for rape

got extra you used the tape

Man it was no mistake

Found that man in the lake

You the leaf im the rake

dont know how much I make

I know how much you take

You wont quit for heavens sake

Please quit she'll take you back

Drake my boy back to back

day's done you hit the sack

Have muchies got a snack

Pot is the thing you lack

Too busy smoking it

To busy getting lit

Got caught thats all me

Too busy blaming me

Be at the top you'll see

Right door but wrong key

I've seen this too many times

Diss make me spit these rhymes

its time to say goodbye

If u come back from this

try not to lie