Warbelt

I just heard your mixtape, it should be considered a joke. I see you rap about mollys, weed, and dumbass blunts you smoke. You think drinking, doing dope and drugs is cool? I bet you’re the type of kid who who’s mom had to make you go to school. Fucking, absolutely, damn, pathetic, the way rappers like you get big over something synthetic. No you idiot, I'm not talking about the mojo, keep talking shit how you're big and bad, but you're a no show. I mean really, you've failed to show it, it's sad that i'm the only person that seems to know it. Oh a big icy chain, suicide doors and a rival? A few thousand dollars and that’s suppose to insure your survival. Rappers like you, make me sick in the brain, but's also a plus, because it insures I bring the pain. I'm not the undertaker or the mother fucking reaper, I’m just here to poor salt on your wounds and make them deeper. 50-1-50, do you even know the code? You turned your life into garbage, it's over, it's blowed. But it's all good homie, you just wanna jig at the shows, you think you hard ass shit because you got on some clean clothes. Just as mother fucking ungreatful as the others, but you’re a good guy, but yet fuck peoples mothers. Not afraid to call people out? Got a problem? 211-100 bitch, you know the route. A nose full of snot and the dope on the grill, trying to talk to me but you got fucked up on the pill, and now my friends are gone and I don’t know what to do, it's not my fucking fault, i'm not the problem, it's you