Slayage Shit -climax
I swear all y'all do is throw subliminals,
I'm at the top of my pinnacle.
Talking shit hey here's a diaper,
My words sting like a fucking viper.
I don't waist time on people that's irrelevant.
Man you hating and that shit is evident.
Y'all act like some fucking nazis,
Imma drop bombs on y'all with an impact of a kamikaze.
Must be the drugs or the alcohol got y'all getting outta pocket.
My words and it's meaning have dead aim like a fucking rocket.
Don't be over dosing on confidence thinking you are my equal.
This ain't no prequel to my slayage shit this a mother fucking sequel.
My poetry is the like pollen,
Come take a sniff and get high off it.
Yeah may I reiterate that I should be yall ghostwriter,
Man y'all need my penmanship and it's dire.
Spitting these pre school ass rhymes
Thinking that shit can take me out my prime.
Flowing this hard should be a fucking crime.
I don't gotta throw shade cuz I have the whole tree at my disposal.
Stop trynna explain yourself to me like a damn proposal.
Y'all trying me with these disses that are a hit and miss.
Didn't y'all teachers teach y'all that ignorance is bliss.
They say flare you should keep quiet and turn the other cheek.
That the meek shall inherit the earth.
That you still are the best that you know your worth.
Imma be humble and shout out my competition.
Glad y'all tried to end me but failed the mission.
But I ain't done I ain't finish it's just the intermission.