There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for
God is at my window but the devils at my door
Im losing my vitality
I just want somebody i can see
Losing track of time as i jump portal to portal
They just need convincing like malcolm little
I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk
My style is the newest, at rap i'm so fluent, everyone else is my pursuant
Rap is the kinda thing that a nigga excel at,
Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat
In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,
All the women of color i'm in love with your skin
Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
You can call me ll j cause im losing my cool
It all goes back to when i dropped outta school
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