Tekst piosenki
You need pre-k overtime toker p you stupid
Here’s the blueprint that I print blue
Wordplay Confucius who’s the new kid,
Dominant in every way over you
It’s ok you got no clue
I know the future like babe Ruth did
Executed shots fired
After your suit is looted
Cause I’m more broke than flat tires
No liar your bud bars won’t match me
Your sub par I’m naturally up more
Surprised you don’t know more
Catastrophe Your whacker than the weed you smoking
I’m 15 I do this better than the whole east coast
I’m better than most and
I think it’s funny that your so bad
Ruining backspacez tracks to the point I gotta laugh
And back thought I was black and whack
Sent me no tracks
So he’s got all these good beats getting fucked up by your stupid ass
Next time he’ll know better after listening to this shit
Than to send it to some nit wit stick with Long Island kids
This is your home town
I’m writing better than ever with what I know now
These beats you got are clever and they so foul
Why’d you put him on your record man he’s so clown
Phony
The ones who know me know that I’m no Rollie poly
Your dim career is slowly going oh wait it’s over
If you see where I’ve been it’s no jokes out here
All your verses funny this a roast out here
You the type to go on Facebook and just poke out here
So toker you fuck around and get smoked out here
And that’s it
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