U ain't ill and possess skills remotely
Fuck your rhymes they getting outlined like a body
And you haven't done enough on these boards
More interested by the storm cuz ya lyrics is corn
Gonna end this quick but u aint neslee
You aint a chief his apple far from his cheese
You weak giga trash u spit I just ain't feeling
You weak giga like stone henge no one knows ya meaning
You bout as usless as tonsils or your appendix
You just don't mean shit like a guitar with no Hendrix
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