-I thought it was 2017, why the fuck/
You rappin about gettin cream and not digital currency/
-I get steem while ya blow it off ironically/
Actin like you god body, you aint apart of me/
Only if this rap contest was a rap battle/
-Cus most of yall all hat, and no cattle/
People got ears when i speak like a Trump tweet/
And when they hear ya constipated flow, they know ya shits weak/
Hip-hip is dead every time you open up ya mouth/
An open mind is contrary to what the fuck you rap about/
-Pinocchios get strung for tryna act hung/
-We “nose” ya lyin, ya balls aint even drop son/
-You better pray that Jesus real cus you fake as fuck/
-All you Jenner’s and Minaj’s tryna play it up/
Ill kick you off ya pedestal and say whats up, what/
You really need is a soap box and hope somebody give a fuck/
-You want me to rap about some dumb shit, my verses/
Go way deeper than gettin high, and fuckin some bitch/
-My uniform is cuneiform, my destiny/
Eluded yours, i remain calm in conducive storms/