Raw Freestyle

[Preamble]
Yo this sounds like a Meek Mill beat
It’s not, but don’t worry cuz I got this
Im about to kill this one

[Verse 1]
Now just get back
Get sacked like Brett farve
In his last game
Never wanted mad fame
I’m just gonna spit flames
And ball like the Cavs games, In 2016
See back when I was 16
Life was just a mixed dream
And every time I slept I would feel like I just spit
Steam, coming out my head
Like a torch, Scott storch type of beat
Somebody said 911, there’s a Porsche on the street
Like a sponge in the game I’m absorbing the heat
And then I look at the ground
Cuz these rappers just stones at my feet
More raw then some angus beef
That I left sitting in the fridge for about a week
(Hold up)
See my flows getting better than three shots of adrenaline
And the discovery of penicillin, you can’t mess with this, Ahh
And my etiquette is excellent
Never gon mess with him
Cuz he sounds so irrelevant
And ima boss, I destroy beats faster than I ever did
Who killed the beat?
Was it Ace?
Where’s the evidence?
It should be evident, that I’m fresher than
A bar of Irish spring in the bathtub
I sing to the anthems
Trap beats soundin' like a whole bunch of band drums
Marching band
Never know who’s real and who’s contraband
But I'm too busy to think bout all of that
I start a rap, and I finish it, ain’t time for going back

[Verse 2]
And I think sometimes, the world would be better if people weren’t in it
But what’s the point, cuz that’s a world that we don’t even live in
Still spinning
From the confusion caused by people sinning
I’m raw, like hopsin dropping albums
Man, just Keep on winning
I’m spittin', so I can get this of my chest, man
Get bars out my heart, no cardiac arrest, man
Drop lines that you won’t even expect
That you can't even connect
Like, what’s a fiend to a wrecked man
A man without sanity, a man without clarity
About to jump off a ledge
Cuz what’s more raw than a man on the edge
A guy with a sledge or a man with a badge?
(Hold Up)
And I also think that we all hide behind a disguise
This beat is tough, but not as tough as the rhymes
And not as tough as the times, that we live in today
Who knows if we have a tomorrow, so just live for today
Just do your best for today
And I’m talking, bout thinking ahead of what May
Or may not happen, and school ends in June
In July just keep on rapping
August that boy wonders, September we back in action
October, November, December just please remember
The Ace of spades man, that boy insane man
I'm so insane man
And For those who forgot I’m the same man
I got the same plan, cuz I’m the best
Freestyle most of it off the top, and then wrote the rest

[Outro]
Shoutout my boy Deven again for the beat
I love this beat man
Glad I got to freestyle on it
Now mix it up baby
Ladies and gentleman, For those who forgot