When I hear the bass drop I jump up and down in the same spot
You ain't hot, that's quite a lame drop
I don't have to say much when it's all the same stuff
Vomit on the mic after I ate lunch
And there ain't a drug I won't take once
Dodge&duck you throw a lame punch- you hate my guts
My intention isn't noble
I'm just missing @
Bodey & wishing hopeful sipping on a fizzy soda
Getting older and turning various phrases
Going to hilarious places my chariot's waiting
Good thing J's back
Wearing the same hat writing insane raps
It's par for the course
Hardly have remorse for the czar of the force
Whatever That means I'm just a rap fiend
on two doses of caffeine from a canteen
When I finally sleep I'll have sad dreams
When my frees are better-than-your-writes you say it can't be