Jun 29, 2026 at 4:57 PM Sayin' you sick, quit playin', you prick, don't nobody care And why the f--- am I yellin' at air? I ain't even talkin' to no one, 'cause ain't nobody there And nobody will f---in' test me 'Cause these hoes won't even dare I'm wasting punchlines, but I got so many to spare I just thought of another one that might go here Nah, don't waste it, save it, psycho—yeah Plus you got to rewrite those lines That you said about Michael's hair (Whoops!)
Jun 29, 2026 at 5:17 PM You try, it'll be them doors on Dre's Phantom, believe me, clowns That means "suicide," homie, you'll never throw me
Jun 29, 2026 at 5:58 PM I hate a rapper that raps about guns and Kendrick’s sons. Everyone is a critic or stan. You don’t wanna go bar for bar with the Chosen One man