He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss
I found myself losing focus at a sunday service
Girl, what you grabbing cash for
(sorry, ma'am, xbox isn't a rapper)
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
These rap skills are cunning i'm gunning at all these stupid fucks
Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again
Now my deduction fucks the game up, but not just one no, not the rap game
This diss is what i got you aint gotta rap shot
Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top
Driving my car to a foreign place
Sorry but i could just diss that bitch for days
O.d. was in the weight room all his life
Cause he fucks a ho who he calls his wife,
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