CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Bitch I'm the top tier
• take an L, not Near
• -ly as close to me. Gotta boast, it's just I'm vocally
• superior.
• Take my time, yup I'm in that hyperbolic chamber
• Learning bout them kicks, snares, claps and that flanger
• So you can be at the top not getting top
• And they suck you off like NFL to cops
• Think you getting guap and you are, but it's hella fake
• love
• Yo crew see you as the food, and you're the paystub
• So I'ma go my own pace, put that in boldface
• Cuz if we do the race, then we end up like Tay-K
• Doing eighty-five on the freeway
• But I let the homies speed too, track stars and we relay
• It's all about the timing
• Niggas say "fuck it I'ma grind"
• It's not all about rhyming
• This that twenty-twenty new age shit, here's the sitch situation
• We extrapolating algorithms, squeeze it by the tits
• Then I make a tres leche for my baby
• Ha, I really mean my baby. She so great, aye.
• No I mean I really have a child, she's 2 years old (lol)
• I'm not capping here. Rhymes asides, that gold is the goal
• Sike nigga you thought! I turned twenty on the twenty-fifth
• Fuck I look like wit a baby mama, that's the pits
• Shoutout them young niggas who gotta be fathers
• And fuck all them deadbeats who can't seem to bother