Freestyle #1

You played pretend as a player as soon as you played with me

Authentic's pretense, you pretend we cretins, stop playing with me

Farm me some GOAT cheese, indulge in Dolce, hold sheets in my hand

Pen on paper, whole sheet feel like smut for hip-hop rhyme fans

I only see thrones made of porcelain, in need of ramps

Might be too blind, I need a lamp to see y'all writing

Turn on the lights, I only see the ghosts that was rhyming

Riding waves with they teeth out, it's just flows they biting

Went to preacher man and got him canned

False prophet writes about his plans

To save the game, exchange for fame

I'm heinous, blood is on my hands

Killed a dove, robotic chirping

Copy-and-pasted prayers singing

Call me Gru, I'll steal the moon

Send you to sleep, let me be honest

Forgotten is end, you'll be forgotten

Comprehending skills is never common

Call the ambulance, here comes a Honda

I'm the driver, who will I end harming?

Let me speak Spanish, another continent:

¿Pa qué me estás predicando?