Claim Ryan can’t rap but I still flow/

In my pad like brillo/

Million what I’m chasing/

Devastation what I cause on the mic/

Never slip like a nip/

Rest In peace Nip/

Hustle and bustle of the city it never get old/

Like my soul, eternal youth/

Claiming that they your friend til’ they turn on you/

Cuz I got that cheese like cordon bleu/

Fortunately I’m like a porch made of mortar see/

But I’m more then steep/

Frontman like Morrissey/

Thinking that is all but it’s more to see/

Cordially invited, ignited I can’t I fight it/

Writing down clever words think “I might mic it”/

Might hike it like a football center/

My sights on the targеt/

When I get behind shе take her back and then arches/

Jackrabbit pace to where my heart is/

Goal is to be the hardest/

Out of Southern Maryland/

Look at dudes my age some are married men already/

Damn it time hits hard/

Time for these bars to help me make it out/

Facing doubt every direction/

Facing doubt every direction I look/

I took my time to get my sound down pact/

Bouta bounce like never before/

I’ll be on top time to settle the score/

What you mad for?/

Little do you know I adore you/

Liquid like flow/

Lick your clit slow/

Get me a microphone suddenly turn the thing into beast mode/