First of all Schach you dont know me

I'm not your homie I'm your OG

You just got your start and I'm Kobe

Your potential is a faulty promise

You should probably have a Guilty Conscience

(speaking of that)

Stealing the flow of another artist

I wouldn't excuse this copycat if he was an autist

Hoff I think he's on the spectrum

I think we need an intervention

A pound of cure is worth less than an ounce

Of prevention-

Unless you're selling the pound

This is my town

And I'm everywhere like surround sound

Shows over I should take a bow now

I do it right-

Hold it down smoke loud and keep my parents proud

I'm getting stacks pal

So get your laughs now

But my advice is that you not talk back

I can do more than gloss tracks with bomb raps you dumb ass

Fuck your ex and capture it all in some long snaps

Lawyer who dont know what contingency means, talking shit to me, can I get a kyke please?

My word holds strong

Better than any bond

Invest in me, or get left out for the best of me

Hop out the whip no watch no chains on

Richest in the room but they don't know Nathan

I'm bout to put my name on buildings

Nate Clein stay hungry like somalian children

For the record I stated

They only hate me now that I made it

Talk shit lets debate it

Never been broke so how you gon break me

Cold blooded, how you gon snake me

You big monotone baby

You really do sound like Erick Sermon

The tall skinny creep version

You get a lot of beauty sleep but its not working

You're basically a sheep thats a non person

That'll never stop hurting

(me?)

I Dance with Wolves like I'm Kevin Costner

Old Blue Eyes, I Did it My Way like Sinatra

I just manuever the water

I swim with sharks thats how I was brought up

You talking shit is a non starter

You're nothing more than a guppy

Soft centred soft around the edges yuppie

Adopted puppy

A big turkey with no stuffing

Pull your card and catch you bluffing

(You wanna know something)

I'm in a Subaru on Pirellis

You probably somewhere taking selfies

I could be in Peru on the celly

Or on Somerset eating pork belly

I always listen but ain't shit you could really tell me

Writing this from a condo with a terrace view

I'm bout to switch my whole flow up, just to embarrass you

Your voice sounds like your sinuses are full of semen

The white demon

If you thought you had this you were dreaming

Heres some things I take as given:

You're not real

Every hoe is on the pill

Today Reid wore a hat with a curved bill

I went crazy chasing my first mil and I'm insane still

I've been off the chain a long time, haven't you heard?

In my circle I'm a gold mine with proven reserves

I'm off the chain, but I kept the links

Take you to the Brinks like a bank truck

Listen Ed Harris you ain't got The Right Stuff

You ain't tough, peep the trend

I'm bout to go off the deep end, collecting commas

I feel it coming like the Weeknd or Nostadamus

Drone strike you like Obama

I'm so nuts Davey needs to stay away

Your pay comes late well I get paid every day

5 minutes with your partners is worth the charge

Cuz after they hear these diss bars

You will be dis-barred

Girls wetter than a skidoo

Game incoming like Reboot

I saw it all since preschool

I just had to go and do it

You don't want to get into it

Wake up in a hospital eating fluids

So when they ask you say it wasn't me

Cuz they don't make chicken parm in a IV

I dont care who's grass your grazing theres none greener than mine

They lied

The grass isn't always greener on the other side

Josh Kriesman hasn't always been a guy

He was born as an Earthworm named Jim

One day you can maybe be as nice as I am

If you eat your greens and stop taking naps

Stop shopping at Baby Gap

Stop sucking Sherman's dick like a gravy tap

In a sitch where you'd ask who is who

I just do the thing that's what doers do

Get the moving crew

I stay working off a couple burners

In the streets I am Steven Kerzner

A Mad Man like Jon Hamm

Bloodsport like Van Damme

I'm just on some kickback shit, like Szabadi's Dad

Don't ask me questions

This isn't a lesson

I'm just sharing facts

You're getting too skinny and your whack

You told your partners shit about me

Where do you get off trying to out me

(You have no clout b)

You act tall but I wish you would play

I'm 5'8" on a good day

But you stay on your knees

And if I stand on my cheese

You'd be under my feet

Remember I didn't start it, you shot first

Wanna battle but I'm ending the war with one verse

People fronting but its really nothing

Best of luck to you Buzzy cousins

Fantasy football scrub

Chasing a meatball sub

I'm done