My style is the newest, at rap i'm so fluent, everyone else is my pursuant
I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk
Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception
In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
My grip on the real world's losing traction.
Losing track of time as i jump portal to portal
It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little
I'm battling these demons at the moment i am losing
So check my net worth, and i got them jerseys moving
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived
These kids hating saying i've been losing my mind
Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree
But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney
Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really
Losing my first battle on here isn't a real biggie/
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