This is a song about "Clickenc http"

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

I post up bumping threads tucked woven i sweats

Im the lyrical hangman this post the rope

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

And link me all your shit in hopes i'll go and read your fuckin raps

Give us this day, our daily bread

So before you post better think ahead,

I bet i hit it where every rapper get killed, like

For no reason, ain't the best of the times, address the divide