I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win
In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,
Look at all the hoes you losing
Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing
We be in the party like we own that bar
I gaze at stars, puffing on cigars, i'm the rap tsar
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
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Losing track of time as i jump portal to portal
Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit
Im saying heres my virginity, take it
Something worth dying for
I'm losing my stature
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest
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