This is a song about "Its my last verse"

Curse this verse its taking a toll for you soul, complete control

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

My last challenger said "sorry youre right bro" told all the hos its a typo!

You come you my door asking for a verse

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

I was rappin so loud, i forgot my last verse, i guess a rehearse would've been smart,

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

Bars dropping like shells from a mac when its on its last mag

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Curse this verse its taking a toll for you soul, complete control

//this last verse is one criticizing rap pad, told from an amateur rapper

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer