Spinning Domes

I clown who you claim to be, pitiful to a centaur beast

Got verses stacked like a mini feast

My profit slips got weight to them

“Send me all the figures” then

Shade got me inches from spinning domes like a carousel

Way past sending apologies

I’m clapping back with the hottest velocity off the tiniest policy

Basically wild off hypocrisy

That be doctrine, B

Trash colonoscopy

Is what these haters droppin’ constantly

Ya scribbles comedy

You clowns be kittens, lil' kids, honestly

I ain't rhyming cautiously

And haters that jocking me

Ain’t hitting y’all truly, real targets, sodomy

I’m rhyming prophecies

Y’all mimics, ya shit off the leash

I pray they gave out medals for the battle

My knuckles’d be so blinged they’d rattle

Y’all lacking more hits than a capsule

To me it’s like snap and it shatters

Just don’t let the tension end you

They panic then attempt moves

Worse than what we got from Skeppy and Joiner’s venues

No grudges, just eruptions

Drop my judgment, keep discussions

Show the homage, but I’m blunt with it, no adjustments

Girls suspicious, DM needy

Type to never truly see me

Texts combustin’ when you near me, left her blue-tick and Stevie

WhatsApp on, she seethin’ clearly

Now she bitter, shit been eerie

Clock too golden, can't be leery

Budget tight

My mixtape halfway finalized

They said the shit been crystalized

From bars on my roots to the star’s potential

Say I’m moved by these rappers, but that’s inconsequential

Checked my scope, you ain’t on my schedule

Truth is I just don’t sense you

Yeah,