
i use my 12 gauge with rage
i fully engage in the batting cage
im more colder then the ice age
with my bat ill brake your rib cage.
my rhymes are hypnotic, they make you feel physhotic
i engage in some narcotics, weed, speed, meth
probably leading myself to my death.
ending up taking my one last breath on my death bed.
either that or get filled with lead, or ending up brain dead
all has been said and done, but i still ain number one
A second attempt at rapping