Pose, click, pose, click
This flow so slow, i`m so slick,
It's really not an issue
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters
Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper
Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip
Doggy her favorite, blackbird her favorite
Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!
I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed
I don’t care where ya are
Yeah i might be the worst rapper
While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for
I'm ten times better than you spoofing your favorite rapper
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