Ya
Yah
Hmm
Yeh
Look
Your pistols like a whistle
It'll just annoy me
But still watch where your pointing
I try to rhyme so I put on a accent and say
Oh you poor thing
But wait can the boy sing
No not Xavier
He ain't ya savior
Took an entire school year
To put out a shitty verse with a teacher
You couldn't do it alone
You had to get a feature
Time to make a song in under a day
So they can get ready for my new album ay
But I ain't got any bars for my songs
So I try to write all my wrongs
But I ain't even getting it
Nobody feeling my shit
Well they can just lick on my grit
Nah I ain't having a fit
I ain't that damn white boy
That kid could get destroyed
My raps have been deployed ya
So what the fuck we goin do
This kid looks like a Jew
I guess it's time to gas him
I'm going straight up
But Xavier I've already passed him
He got that quagmire chin
Yeah so here we fucking go
Does he have nuts below
I'mma have to kill his flow
This shit is so ass
He would never last
In the state I've been
He would get killed by some men
The shit was like when I was ten
I lived in a trashy home
Always had them hormones
But I never made a whore moan
And I was poor so
Whatchu gotta say about that
You look like a dead cat
You can't rap
You can't even act
And everytime you try to sing in quior
You think good but you a liar
Boy you getting roasted by my fire
Your like the marshmallow to the smore
Your like an STD to a whore
Man I'll wipe you to the floor
And no not physically I mean mentally
Cause pen is mightier then sword
Ya
[Beat change]
And you just a bitch
All you do is flinch
What are you gonna do run and snitch
These rhymes I have to spit so fast I'm bout to fucking twitch
Had to go so hard on you that beat had to switch
Maybe even change the pitch
I'm bout to fucking glitch
Throw you in the ditch
Man what did you think those girls had an itch on their pussy
Man you just a fucking pussy
Wait a minute while I backstitch
And make a sandwich for you but the meat is my dick
And I know you gonna have a fit
But I'm bout to shit on this rap game too
No not just you
Cause I've already passed you
I'm never gonna lose
And yes I like you
But if I was Chaz Porter and you were my cousin I wouldn't fuck you
Man you the type man to go to your girlfriends house and then
When she goes to the other room Chris Hansen comes out
And this ain't a diss it's a call out
Cause you know what I'm about Xavier
You better respond
Donkey looking ass
Yah
Out with old and in with the new
My dick is as long as the nose of gru
And the average dick is like five
And yours is just a few
My
Mind
My
Mine
My
Mind
My
Mine
My mind's a tool
Yah
Oh well
I'm five too
Five inches from the ground when im standing on a stool
It's so big even if you saw it you would drool
Yah
Man get the fuck outta here I'm done fuck this shit