Still Got It, Pt. 3

The current landscape of rap is a joke

And I came here to say y'all are softer than a collie collar

I'll skate with your girl when she hops on my Roddy Piper like a ollie hopper

Watch as I kick in your door and karate chop ya

Or better yet I'll come and kill you by putting some drugs in your burger and call that a molly whopper

I usually embody honor

But I'll probably holler at your jolly toddler

If you're coming with some sloppy drama

Trying to not be calmer

I'll serve them a couple losses like a saki lager

Break your back with a body dropper

Fuck your thottie proper have her singing like a Pavarotti opera