i got you

yeah uh. you don't me like that i'm just going in sane like that.

your raps sound like crap. oh did i hurt your feelings my mad.

but i don't feel bad. i have no regrets. and that's fact.

yeah i got you with that heat. you got the balls to shoot gun shots towards

me. i be killing these rap beats like a homicide. yeah your about to die.

im getting as high, as i can while your sinking in quick sand.

your not the man but i am. your trying your hardest to do what you can.

but its a wast of your time because you cant do what i can.

im not being mean im being honest. who said i had to be modest.

im 15 years old and for me the world has been cold.

i guess thats the reason for me being cold. but anyways that deppresion

shit is getting old. and when i spit bars people say oh no. there he go.

in shock. before this i was selling bricks on the block. with a glock. nah

i was smoking green. with my homies. yeah it calms me. but i aint high.

thats why i am roasting you and after this you wont have no wifi.

because i just shut down your router with my rhymes. oh my,