This aint a diss or a written battle just some shit I did when I was pissed
No stems or seeds in the weed I smoke
But its sick how you lickin dicks for coke
Like an addiction its a dipiction of your story
tell the future I see your death will be gory
gonna drown in forty ounces or less
and I lost count of the rounds that i put in yo chest
see theres a hole in yo skull where yo brains is leakin
nobodys gon miss you when you dont come home this evenin
I'll discard your charred body down in a man hole
and I spraypainted "BITCH" on yo face so you could call me a vandal
Dismanteled its a scandal one big conspiracy
any yo homies got a problem know that they'll hear from me
Fear me like I was death himself
Done with this rage so I put the gauge back on the shelf
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