First audio I've ever made, and I just had to call out Infinite
Infinite, you the definition of high ‘n mighty
Let’s see that ego run; try ‘n lyrically fight me
You releasin’ as many audios as you can muster
C’mon 2 in one day, wanna make us suffer?
But still thinkin you’re the best MC to spit
Callin’ out rappers who’ll force you to quit
You ain’t no gankstah, you prolly into construction
Buildin dams, ain’t no flow after the introduction
I murdered ya without rhyming, it’s all mental
Killin dead people is pointless like a dull pencil
Never is a race issue, I see the world monochrome
I’m only pickin on ya ‘cause you rap monotone
Your rhymes are dull like a fencer’s sword
My rhymes are ill like a mental ward
Here’s a warnin while my rhymes are formin’
Wanna die twice? Please come forth’n
Be let it known you wanna battle me
Destroyed by a 15 year old; how sad it’ll be
See, I left ya in my flow’s wake for miles
I’m still keepin’ it fresh, makin new styles
Look, this track is self produced and self written
Your shit used to be good, but now it aint hittin’
The standard level of quality, it’s sort of high…
What happened? I think your ghostwriter died