G, F, O to the X

R.S. OG Rock Springs represent

Fox a mother fucking threat you best believe I’ll break ya neck

Let’s make a bet I’ll close my eyes then wreck your entire set

In less than a breath let’s make that point five-sec bitch

I’m sick when I step up to the plate straight strep

Make it plague be it black when I flow hella white though

Flow so fluent straight up liquidate the typos

Might go woo your girl then fuck her while she Skypes you

Might do everything the opposite in spite you

I spit that true crap you stick with that fake shit

Makeshift pussy whipped rappers getting facelifts

May just have to kill them all cut their scalps off

Smush salt clockwise on their wounds till their heart stops

My fault bro guess I’ve been a little slow up in the studio

But not no moe take notes on what I wrote I’M DOPE

NOPE, not impressed by how much you can bench press

Best guess you’re still just a bitch within chest yes

I’ve met the type one too many times

Overcompensating for that lack of pride in dick size

Motherfuckers I despise lives riddled full of lies

Wives unsatisfied stay blowing up my line

I’ll shoot you out the sky you're a bird I'm a plane

Stay the fuck out of my way or you'll wind up slain

I be only playing only bars just jokes

I'm all about that love and I do this just to cope

Otherwise id only mope around the lot no hope

Contemplating all the ways to make a noose out of rope

Instead, I wear my broken heart upon my sleeve

Empty all of frustration to this M-I-C

Someday I will be twelve steps above great

Underrated maybe sure all in all I’m straight

Life is dope