Ur either dumb or slow cuz when u try n compose…
Every verse u go crayon…it’s like you’re retarded n still write’em with those
Time to expose u as nothing but a mid-tier homo, geek
In a conversation of the best…ur nose is in the corner when grown folks speak
See, I’m HOF status while u aren’t worth mentioning u bitch
If they did open the Doors to the Hall again…u’d be scanning tickets at the shit
Only champ shit when champs dip w/ wack sports clichés n
The Kicker? U been a Place Holder so long…I KNOW u grasp the point I’m makin
Dude I’m thru schooling you cuz your ass isn’t bright
I’m the class of past n present. U were never present to pass a class in ur life
So just trash what you write or change to new tactics…
You are your own worst enemy…and Shadow Boxing still ain’t for you, faggot
U been writing the same for a decade n the problems persist
You need some Strikta goals…n sharing needles with him’s at the top of the list
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