Blasphemy

I mean like, I'm good

That shit ain't none of my business

I'm good

Tell him nah

Wait, what?

Wasn't he just saying that he's better than everybody?

He's got two other rappers fighting for him

On the first day, God said there's gotta be light

I should repent for my sins, and I honestly might

You keep whining like a bitch since you got in a fight

Well hell, I been eating Church like the body of Christ

Ryan's done like Ryan Dunn, look what I become

Don't try to stunt with that money shit, and your rhyming sucks

You've been declining for months. Your mind is mush

You're the symbol of a breakdown

So I'ma beat him like a tiny drum

This kid's cap, start checking the facts

If we got bad blood pressure said you better relax

If we had beef we would settle it fast

I'd have you in your house tied up like your schedule is packed

The devil in black, and you could catch a knot in your head

So many shots at the top bring that in your head

.556 Starving and it's gotta get fed

Me and you slap sided like a shot to your leg

I'm talking hopscotch, Glock cocked at your door like knock knock

Barrel compensated and ported, this joint is top notch

One shot hit him so hard he losing service

Now he walking around clueless like he looking for a hotspot

Black Chevy 308, turn it to a drop top

Leave this bitch with nothing, same treatment that his mom got

Glock stock two smoking barrels, so get your pops rocked

Creek squad better get your boy, he ain't looking hot

And you ain't gotta hit my line we don't have to talk

It's time to grab the chalk, line him up and tap his jaw

And you can tell your skin they could get it at a mall

I said at a mall, not Adderall

Neck too red, we could fix it. I'll just snap it off

You ain't dope, you a joke. We just laugh it off

Name a single friend you have that ain't at a cost

That's what I thought, man this faggot lost

Bath salts, codeine, xanny bars, he had 'em all

Should've let a sleeping dog lie but now you had to bark

Even his fans getting sick of hearing his jabber jaw

Spoiled little brat. I feel bad for your dad and mom

Fake fuck, is he real? Then I'm Palestine

.40 'Bout to sun burn him with this calamine

Adam said that I could clock him, I'm just passing time

Sad fact is I don't even have to try

So maybe one day you and Just Trey could jump state

To some lake way off in the cut to sunbathe

There's nothing gay y'all just two dudes for fuck sakes

Who write raps and ride each other's dicks and puff vapes

This shit's gay. Trey you got something to say?

Become a barber and a race, come and run me the fade

I'd say look at your career, it's dedicated to Ryan

But you can't cause his fucking nuts cover your face

I know I'm a jerk under your skin I hope that it works

If Ryan wants to fight bitch you'll be holding his purse

Baptized in his love. Stop drinking and drugs

From here forward, your whole life devoted to Church

We are not the same bitch you're a hoe with a verse

Who wrote a poem about a man, holy shit and it worked!

You shared a common interest now you share a hole in the dirt

I wonder who's consoling Curt when he shows up to work

Ayo Church stop saying that you're nothing to play with

Swastikas? That's something great

It's like you can't play with me right?

Bitch you sound dumb when you say it

It's like you're not even trying to cover up that you're racist

Fucking amazing the line between stubborn and crazy

The drugs are to blame if the government will come for your babies

No no no utter restatement undercovers are under the basement

Adam's a double agent working for Russia and Asia

Holy fuck we are fucked he's alone in the basement

Hopefully them shitty paintings only thing that he's hanging

We pray for your health and hope that tomorrow you're well

But in the meantime yo you need to borrow a belt?

All these rappers backstabbing and I know that it hurts

But fuck shade from here forward I'm throwing the dirt

Man you been lying to your fans and you know that it works

Man y'all need to talk to God instead of going to Church, Church

There's nothing you can do to change that this morning

You ought to be doing some thinking about where you're going

When you leave this world

That one day you'll draw your last breath

Your heart will beat its last time

There'll be no more life left in your body