Letras
I hit it hard with everything I got, it's full throttle
You're staying up all day and night while jacking off the models
You're rapping about the mansions that you're living in the grotto
The only time this kid'll be busting is with a bottle, huh
Yeah, so let me ask myself a question
Why you telling people that you're battling depression
I hear your songs daily, all I've seen was your aggression
Cause you're pissed off, you ain't getting more attention
But really, you're surprised? You're spitting shitty rhymes
You're barely making sense because you're lifted off of time
You're talking about I'm the demon that has died and rised
Every time something bad happens, you just leave and hide
Like the time that you felt you were nothing for eternity
Punched a mirror, then you sent yourself to the infirmary
At least the fuckin tenent, then your bitch ass needed surgery
You need to learn not to fuck with shit that ain't concerning me
My flow is clean just like I polished it
I always take the beating to the back and then I'm stomping it
If you think I'm not a roast, then think about the song a bit
I could beat myself in a battle by giving compliments
Verse, verse, done, yet I think we need another
I know Life Pot had token on his bubbler
You're not a savage or a father, bitch, you're just stubborn
You're a fucked up kid who said he'd rape Rice's mother
You broke, bitch, with a zero balance of cash
But you dropped out of school, you weren't passing the class
You got nothing on me except the facts from the past
So try to heat it up with a drastic attack
You got 160k but barely pulling half the views
Why you trying to roast on people? Yo, you're bound to fucking lose
You should end it all now, please climb up in the noose
And just kick your fucking legs until the chair of a seam to leave your shoes
Mop on the top of your head, need to drop it again
You're not ill unless you caught what I spread
So you're shot till you're dead, it's as often as said
I'll spit sick shit like I'm coughing up phlegm