This is a song about "Freestyle disa"

You call it freestyle,shit was perviously written

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

I'm debating if i should continue this freestyle

Baby heading down a cloud

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

Because i could beat them in a freestyle

I never smiled as a juvenile

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Afterwards she asks for a custom freestyle flowing

I can battle you in freestyle or even fencing

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

So i can start this freestyle, got more rhymes than there's crops

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Cause everytime you come around

Untitled freestyle? let me break it down