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"My desert welcomes you like the rain and monsoon."
[Verse 1: Dockey]
It's frustrating, how commonly I'm up late
And tryna figure out if something's worth creatin'
But I'm latent and impatient, like I f** on the first date
And I'll let you know when I write something that's not worth erasing
But f** trying, who I'm finna show this to?
I'm sidekicking Dratchface like my name was Scrappy Doo
I'll feed off his fame and cop his sloppy seconds, too
Siphon and feign talent, that's just what Moses do
Or maybe Tait does, I'm undecided
Dockey makes the beats and TBD will do the writin'
Shiels can make 'em come just like what I do with my right hand
But then I'll pull a DOOM and just leave them there to hypin'
I'll cop a 3G bag, momma take me to rehab
I'm scraping critics off, yo these n***as need kneepads
Well too bad, I don't want your f**ing feedback
And I was up in your sister's beaver like
[Sampled audio]
“Gee, dad”
[Verse 2: Dratchface]
Yo, don't naysay or Tait may have to brain you with an AK
My gameplay remains great and gains strength at an insane rate
Drop the mic quick or get popped like a zit
You're quite thick, despite sh** your ignorant mind likes to think
I never need to reminisce, forever peaked, contenderless
Surrender this or get dismembered quick, I'll leave you genderless
Like Ken is, b**h, and then it's it, I'll rend you twixt
Forget it, this is your last breath, I recommend you jet it
Lest you upset the master of flow, Dratchster come up from below
Like an underdog, one of these younger dogs who blunders on
Through life like an idiot, riddle me this, the sh** he did
Was really sick as he said it is?
Rap flows like a sedative through me
So step to me, iffin you want a bruising
Never losing, you find it confusing as I reduce thee to a puddle
Giving you trouble, turning your style to rubble
I see everything like the Hubble, mothaf**a