I got more Salt than the ocean. Magic Hat No.9 Love Potion. Sober motion higher power devotion joking. Fire stoking. Tosh.0 son. I was real young and arrogant. Real lucky divorced parents. How is there men in a beauty pageant? Their chromosome gamete gambit. I always had a big mouth. Why did Hip-Hop die? Blame the south. Yankee pride New York slouch. Waiting for the train pop a nicotine pouch. Boxing Kangaroos down under Aus. Auf titen love your blouse.
You really crushed my spirit. Hurt my self-esteem. But now I’m in this rap battle picking up steam. Jer 1 – The Lean. 10-years prescribed Thiothixene. EPS attack if I don’t get my benztropine. I’m really sorry. I just don’t like getting bullied. The winter is coming. Breezy Frio Flurries. You think I’m crazy talking to the juries. Its like my testosterone higher than Nick Fury’s. 90 words per minute on Qwerty’s. Ain’t no telling the answers to the queries. I’m made of money. But I ain’t Rich. Lived my entire life without a b**** sidekick. They never test me with a shot not a lick. I’m smashing bricks with the Brits in Brix. Rap is easy call it a sinch of washing dishes by the sink.
