[Freestyle:]
It’s Chris Webby, getting high as f** right now
I’m hella sick, and no one knows what I’m infected with
So hi it’s nice to meet you
I’m the guy your girl been texting with
Evil rap nemesis, lighting up that heady sh**
That’s potent as the poison in a f**ing box jellyfish
In a box Chevy with the soldiers in my fellowship
Legolas and Aragorn cruising through Connecticut
Leave behind a trail of empty bottles and jealous chicks
Throw around bread, I’m on my Hansel and Gretel sh**
A psychopath on a path of destruction
Popping Xanax til I’m seeing black
I better pa** the Dutch Master I’m puffing
The first up the the mic but the last to the function
Stumbling drunk with a busty chick with a pa**ion for s**ing
East Coast, we don’t borrow your swagger for nothing
We’d rather start a battle instead of having a discussion
So pa** it back to me, cousin
sh** I’m so nice I could spit this sh** right here backwards in Russian!
No sound like the one I got
They can hear it anytime I rock
Cause all I got’s my balls and my word
And this baggie full of herb
And I’m coming for that #1 spot
I’ve always been a loose cannon
They say I rolled off of a pirate ship
High as sh**, Bobby Costas, look how red my eyes’ll get
I’m out in Sochi, 720 to a flying split
And land all up in that vagina b**h, huh
See I be showing them what I can do with this sh**
Yo what you think I was new to this sh**?
Got a beautiful chick in the pa**enger seat
Giving head to me while I maneuver the whip
Vroom, rhyme book staying f**ing full
Chemically Imbalanced, and fully f**ing disfunctional