Nameless shit

Well Hello nigga....i was waiting for u...

u rap like me...umm wen i was two

i thought u would nevea eva show-up...

bt well this is rap and u write a poem..

well i guess i need to teach u some

cos most of yall shitty kids are amazingly dumb

u still think why u dont have any fan

cos after watching u and ur shit..they all ran

bt i ll bring em back...i swear on the testimony

cos there should be someone watching ur death ceremony

well..now imma go into the fight back mode

and i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

after watching u my eyes simultaneously glowed

cos dis is my rap...and it will just make u xplode

nigga...this shit is none of ur child's play

and u aint even an ordinary child...u r marvelously gay

well lemme describe yaa...u make me laugh haahaa

u wear a pink short with a male bra..yah

U look pathetic and smell like some dog shit

And u still just lil kid...who juz know how to cry yah!

U need to learn all the shit...and I juz need to improvise

And it wont take long. ..cos its my routine exercise!

NIGGA...go to ur momma and pls dont cry,

And dont watch my lyrics and fantasize

I aint going hard on u....

Cos some of my words u wont be able to characterise

U r so sick and retarded,like some old granny farted

U might be thinking like...I Should have Neva started

Ur pussy so deep and wide...u should start a pool

Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

U should take a day off nigga....BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME!!!