Vincent’s Interlude

Yo, I don’t know if you know
But I don’t think you can handle my flow
And it be so entertaining
Seeing your face is straining
You can’t handle me baking
And this the equation
You need a vacation
From making anything ever again
Just letting you know my friend, ‘cause this is the end
Of you and me, and what’s in between
Take a step and get stuck in the teeth
And I mean I be on
Oh, I don’t fuck wit your shit
‘Cause you know I found it, got around it
And you ain’t nothing I ain’t knew
I just can’t stand what you do
And you know I am through
With you and unreliable, non-suppliable weak beats
And lyrical shits, it’s imperial
Man, I needs me a miracle
Your manufacturing out of date
You just don’t got a lot on your plate
Give me a diss, I’ll give you kiss
Throw me a hit, oh baby don’t miss
Im fast as lightning
Oh don’t go trying