I have the greatest brain and sex

I’m in the rap game to be the best, I learned through trial and error that a female will screw your life so when I have sex I fuck her hard because I don’t care about her, the damage that I do to your life can’t be fixed, when my raps are broken down into molecules they consist of pure alcohol and THC

Hip hop survives to this day because I’m so good at it. My music is so good that if another rapper has a problem with me it’s done as soon as I respond. If you call the police I’m going to cause mayhem. I’m so sick I eat sick children

The more you talk bad, the easier it is to write about it. I am devastating the rap game without being allowed to, I destroy the game and this is an example

Who are you kidding?

People idolize me and I don’t put any effort into making them, you think you’re a rapper but you’re more like a comedian because your music is a joke

Ideological views of monster music unleashing savagery, blame your lack of talent for us getting on your nerves

I’ve discovered things that will get your attention very soon, don’t lie to me or the people I hang with, we commit heinous acts on these supposedly talented rappers

I’m much better than normal, my brain processes are out of this world. My bipolar rap style makes surprisingly good music

Tell me if it was love or just sex, your conflict is never ending I’m tired of the untrue actions you take out of habit