[2tripple0]

Your flow is whack and ya lines are gay
You got no flow to ya and I ain't need to ricotet
Since I leave this for you
Like some meat on a bone
I'm tripping by the pond
Trying to write words to a song
Got nothing to prove
Best believe my pockets hot
Never knew I could just shoot
Like I was a lanturn inside a pumpkin
And I ain't no dungeon like I gave u a concussion
Nowhere to drop these bars in this cypher
Surround you like barbwire hidden like a sniper
No one feels this writer like u rockin some diapers
It paid my dues by switching on the windshield wipers