Eyes on the prize? You might as well die or get left for dead
Winning this tourney's like, being the smartest in special ed
I'm a ghost writer cuz I flow tighter & my verses sell
Congrats on Ok concepts & the fact you're too stupid to word it well
You the best? Fuck that, just rap's back to smack the wackest fella'
His style's instrumental to his talents, & he's been rapping acapella
They don't know me & know you less, you got wack puns & don't flow too fresh
Couldn't have a dope set up if ya robbed the dealer that sold you meth
No respect to wack bitches with no names, I'm so flame & fucking ether
Couldn't give him no personals, those desperate bitches wouldn't fuck him either
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