Friday Freestyle

Yo, check it
J-x-t is the chosen
His flow is so explosive
And his listeners know it
It's gonna cause a damn commotion
And you will be like
"Oh shit! It's the kid that spits that dopeness"
And the kid is never hopeless
This rap shit just keeps him going
Huh

But lokkie pussy don't push me
I'm no rokkie
Man i am TWICE the rapper you could be
People talk like
"You don't write any music, You just be sleep and shit"
Actually, I've been writing a lot
Like are you seeing this?
Wait
What is passionate
It's what your lacking bitch
There is no passing it
I came across rap by accident
And how fun it is
Just to play with your words
Spit something crazy
Then flip all your haters the bird
Like, he's so sick he'll take over covid
So lit, he has no opponents
His rapping just keeps on growing
My homies the brand new Token
Huh

And when he rhymes
He goes through the motions
Passing the Oceans
Being the dopest
And his passion for rap will never be broken
And I know I can be a little sinister
But don't mess with me
I'll turn your fans into my air conditioners
And if you see this, yikes
I'm not very religious
But when wack ass rappers rap
I'm bored to death like Jesus Christ
Huh

Everytime you rap, it's a piss take
The only time your raising the bar
Is if you lift weights
Besides that
My flows are the greatest shit
There's no point in dissing me
Like trying to baptize and atheists
Huh

I'm having fun
So while I am back
Let me tell you guys a story about how i began to rap
I was always that weird kid in middle school
That no one liked
So after school in sixth grade
I would sit down and write
I was shy but I was still
Writing everyday
And my first ever upload
Was back in seventh grade

I spat some barz cursing out the principle
Some students said it was lit
And damnit I felt invincible
No more feeling invisible
No more feeling alone and miserable
Dang that rap was so damn critical
I felt like a criminal
Whenever I spit thee syllables
Now I don't feel minimal
Whenever I write in this living room
Last year when I was fourteen
I wanted to get some more beats
Do some tracks and murder the raps
Like Jason Voorhees
After tour fill some more seats
After that, get some more cheese
And then, rap about how all you rappers bore me
I’m a misfit and I’m twisted
I’m a sick kid, but I’m gifted
You spit shit, but I spit quick
Grab my lighter than get to business
These bitches just wish this skill of rap was on their wish list
You tripping thinking you finished
If you diss this, you’ll get dismissed
And if you try to pass this
Trust me, you’ll get your ashy ass turned into ashes
And when I rap, I’m the best to see
So please be careful anytime you step to me
It’s J-x-t