CHALLENGER'S RAP

• These bitches tryin’ to get me sticky in these situations
• Stitches and triple fists of fishes tryin’ to stay stationary
• Stated that first loves are hit or misses, there not ordinary
• Standards are to high love on sight, sigh and muffle an extraordinary
• Excuse, extra excitement, stand there stranded double folded, especially
• Excuse me Sarah, I love your style, work ethic and all, but you get humbled,
• Betta step your game up, pairs of cars ain’t goin’ get you far, pick up the pen
• And jot some bars, if you can tell I’m coming straight out of a cookie jar, men
• Then try to regain a bookie, but you took all the money and again, your ten
• Days late, car keys ain’t comin’ lowkey, charging up the honey pot cause
• Unlike y’all I’m cookin’, comin’ for the lowest income on the low, but the internet
• Ain’t interested with your piece of shit, picture this, if I had so many new interactions
• I would have a mumble rap Grammy, but I stay workin’, I’ve matured, and stayed true, entertained
• My whole crowd, and you couldn’t stay loud anymore, four m-m-more bars, you’ll s-s-see
• That y’all just s-s-sing loud, welcome to my s-s-seesaw of killin’ all, fake individuals
• With no lyrical context, correct me all you want, but you see five different views
• I see all the blues and tunes, the truest and the illest, with the bluest modern music
• You ever heard, I’m in my prime, and you known I missing these next couple years, missed me?
• Messages and conversations goin’ unconnected without any mention, mistakes and excuses,
• Tears you cry, and I just shot them gone cause there bein’ put to beddy bye, die tryin’
• All of rappad callin’ each other diddy, but you did all of this, did all the lies, and you flu
• By without feelin’ guilty, maybe you should die buyin’ hits, cause you need to hit yourself
• Fully mistrust yourself, and you fully corrupt yourself, so get some mental help,
• Truly I speak factual but y’all think I spit fictional, but here’s my nonsensical
• Opinions about your fictional characters, I’m a nonfictional character,
• With pros and cons, you have constant cons with ten different opinions about us
• To make us turn around and insult you, just suck it up fully and leave
• Cause your spiritually stupid, and my flow is toxic to the point they think I’m intoxicated