My first rap is off the dome, no beat just rap along.
It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong
My rap battle win percentage is at a hundred
Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit
I'm losing my connection to you, but i'm trying to believe
My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze
By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school
You can call me ll j cause im losing my cool
Im saying heres my virginity, take it
Now this shit is turning to a habit
These kids hating saying i've been losing my mind
Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find
If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list
And risk losing my thick skin / i'll leave this bitch limp
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
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