Just some bars

I got more bars than a playground,

more hop than a kangaroo,

Killed the track so many times, they all feel the deja vu

higher than a parachute, Looking down what a view,

15,00 feet altitude,

Warmer than a heated blanket,

don't hide your face with make up, make it,

stand out like a bumping basement,

bumping music with kids getting wasted,

but the beer is cheep like your body naked,

Yeah my music is cheesy, shit, it's melting off the pizza,

but it is some art to me just like the Monalisa,

I see ya, but I don't want to be ya, you a creeper,

K.O. you with a sleeper, now you a dreamer,

They say my music fruity, but no fruit in the basket,

Killed so many rhymes there is not enough caskets,

Through some skittles at your face, taste the rainbow you fruity faggot,

cause I have it, the attraction, cause i'm a babe magnet,

Ironically I'm sitting down, but I can barely stand it,

Your raps are way to classic, they bugging me you maggot,

So listen,

Im the king, got the bling bling, when I sing sing,

got the girls on there knees looking for the drink drink,

Too sick, when I do this,

I feel better than an Oscar winner making his music,

Bitch, who this, looking so clueless,

so damn baked that his left eye drooping,