Pro's Freestyle 1.0

[Freestyle Verse: Chiddy bang] Can I rock to this rhyme? You're not on my mind They said we blowin up Don't jump on our mine I once had a tie to the world, I was blind Now I see everything through these contacts of mine I'm at the office, yeah I does it again I touch it wins, that's why the label buzzin me in Uh, told my momma I won't stop til im signed Im hot with the rhyme, you Megatron, I'm Optimus Prime I'm locked in a line, I'm just waitin for my turn Still fresh to death, so this paper I gotta earn I am Stern, David comissioned me for athleticism The prototype on the mic just check my mechanism They ask, "How you make the world feel it?" I say it's D-N-A, It's just in my double helix My controversions sells, if controversy sells Then I'm a take this 9, shoot the president and bail, uh Not Barack though I love ya You in a lower weight class, Im above ya Can I get this? Guarantee I spit this Hand on the stand, I guarantee you should witness yeah The boy back like retro I want my car to have NOS like Esco I'm in that class in the corner I'm special The flow magic, magic, presto I take off, before it, I break off Perfect attendance I'm never takin days off And while I put in work they gettin a laid off And this is based off, flow I'm feeling like im near cash, on drive so I steer fast Don't they feel my impact like a deer crash Promised aunty if I win you see its right Make the rain go away like a windshield wipe I'm ripe, I'm raw, I'm everything above A big enough heart to give a hater a hug Shootin' off whether its grenades or a slug Still bees honey bees designated by buzz, what?