Every time I rap, I get lost in the beat. Then I felt the fear of not getting the feat

It's a treat, and some might have it. It got to be your ear or your soul

And luck, damn it, see, it's a gimmick. I've wiped rappers and this planet

What happened to astro rappers that fell on fucking comets

Though, some fell for the dough, some for hoes, and so it goes

A new story of a gory show

My homie met this chick last night at a gig

She wouldn't sleep with him till he paid a couple figs

****, triple-texted. That's how you know the game is rigged

Now you're crying to me, cause she won't hit you up

And how you tryna get your bitch back if she don't text back

If you don't go, just sit back and try to relax

Before you relapse, make you go run laps

And that's on vinyl. Why you playing tough

That's wild. It's been a while since we went to the club

29.4T miles. Make you travel to the past like a vinyl

Some bitches you talk to free trial

They be having fake extensions like a fuckin' file

Damn, MJ like dunk slam. Make sure you get that shit on cam

This my job. I just clocked in

This my second mixtape. I have to stay locked in

Cause if you ever wonder why I stay for this shit

Then wait a couple years when I hit my prime to make a hip-hop diss

Talk shit to my name, make a hip-hop diss

Kanye West just won a Grammy ticket, hip-hop piss

Never catch me on an island, make a hip-hop list

Just like this, woah. Bitches come and go

That's why they exterminated, levitated, agitated

Moving like I'm animated, renovated

New your new me, ceiling decorated, underrated

Hands down the best rap you'll hear since I'm terminated

Common graded, A plus, bitch. Nah, I never rated

Don't debate it. Say something bad and you'll just hate it

Like these girls be saying, yeah, I slayed it

My opponent eliminated. Rap skills investigated

Always be interrogated. I'm terminated

Woah