On and On

Yo it's that rap cat, with passion, weed, and fatcaps Tryna make some fat tracks, you lack facts So roll it up and pass that, and that's that And this is something else for yo ass You better sit down and listen like a high school class Hard to get heard when everyone wants to rap So i'm thankful that everyone in my school is fucking whack Yo they make tracks but no one really listens It's the passion and the love in their music that is missin' So calls this a diss, by the way I'm taking a piss On these little swag kids that just need to call it quits So suck a dick or something useful with your mouth And quit with the raps and just get the fuck out Hip-hop from the tip top, 'till my new shit drops Funny how my name is on your lips like its lip gloss And to every motherfucker that said I can't rap Well between me and you, it's only me putting out tracks And no one's ever heard of you, but they heard of me And I'm not even a rapper, so who the fuck are you supposed to be? Rapping from the top 'till the day that I pop It's like my cock when you want me to stop, but I won't stop Shout out to Daniel, "It's gonna land in her hair" But I don't really care, cause I wanna put it there I'm tryna go the distance cos I feel distant The type to grab the mic and spit a rap at an instant Been dope since an infant, let it flow into my diapers I try to clear the view like some windshield wipers Life is just a typo, you suck like its lypo So tell me why the fuck you even wanna grab the mic fo' Certified, born to ride, type of motherfucker Who hates if you lie, but a sucker for pretty eyes And a sucker for big thighs, but you girls needa calm down cos theirs a difference between being thick and fat ass fuck And most of y'all don't know it So like... I just informed you