YouTube Rapper

Yeah, when I was younger, I didn't know what to do with myself

Freestyle to freestyle, proving myself

Started focusing on the mission more than spitting

But the feeling that I was missing was the one to kill everybody else

And I'm not violent, I just need to be protected now (Yeah)

My boy just got himself a little pistol, he might shoot it at ya

Who am I after? Anyone I gotta stick and put in my put-put pattern

Too much chatter but I get way too much pussy to be a YouTube rapper

Shoot you actors, rap with a way

Who loot captures with a Jim crew master

Doo-doo blast your rock with the K

Ku-Ku clappers from a Soo Woo chapter

Too many hate it when I do it, should I nuke you bastards

Or, should I go and get a motor count, Dooku slasher

Do you faster

Who'd you rather go against

I control the web like a computer hacker

I been abusing rappers since animal crackers and chutes and ladders

Put 'em in a comatose and I'm going ghost feel like I'm cool with Casper

Torture everybody put 'em in a group on camera like it's a ooVoo gather

Why they gotta choose me to try hoop to Mathers

Guess I'm the truth and I boost to Zeus, who's gassin'

But Buku flashers on social media sell jail truth backwards

Fuck your boots loose with a deuce shoots smasher

I'm solid

I'm just a mollusk

Please tell the pilot I switch the climate

I'm way too cold, I'm two degrees it's like I'm switching college

But ain't no need for school if guns can teach you trigonomics (buck-buck)

Curb stomp the only way I'm kicking knowledge

I don't preach

Ladies say I love you when you sorta poppin'

You take them for the word and then they take you for your wallet

How many syllables can he fit within the second with no content

Use your own logic

No comment

No more violence

I just came in to enjoy the silence

I got my hand on the button still, don't know why I'm runnin'

But I'm runnin' still

No more violence

I just came in to enjoy the silence

I got my hand on the button still, don't know why I'm runnin'

But I'm runnin' still

Jesus lord, relieve me more of stress

I need some more revenge

Distort your neck and forge a stretch

Like prehistoric Rex

Don't ask me to be your guest feature

More or less, your new song a foreplay like a tease before the sex

You need some more success

I'm still a teen of course

I need endorsement checks

Tech?

What up?

I heard you made the Forbes

I need you for some bread and I don't treat my girls like queens

I treat them more like kings in chess

I keep the horse in check

I feel like Jesus when you leave me bored to death

Ay I don't know why anybody wanna come and get it from Dante (Dante)

That thinking is dubious, I am Vesuvius, pop like your Pompeii (hot)

Calling me coward, I am coming as crazy calamitous Kanye (woah)

Got a gargantuan gun, I'ma get the grownup going grande

Blah blah, taking agua after rap beef

With their paws on the faja, bah-bah, black sheep

Nigga that's weak, fucking raw in the car backseats

When they take raw raw rap-sheets, ha ha, caca cat's keep

Crack peeps, pipes, pips, and I'm glad it's night

Gramatic geist, get status wiped

Coming against me is bad advice

You don't wanna lay up in the poison predicament

Gonna wage us in a sort of maleficent don't understate us

I'm the opposite, people say I'm a, Dios (wait)

I been on my Rambo, killing 'em off with my camo

And I be coming equipped with the ammo

Pulling 'em outta the bando

Never your rhyming no can handle

No more violence from your semble

And a big Silence of the Lamb-o

I bring silence from the pan or whenever my mic' is handled

Ain't no match you can't light the candle

Whatever kind, I'm the prime example

Talking about me, be slightly careful

Comin' to my city is quite the gamble

Better hope that your flight is cancelled

Make you scream 'cause I like the sample

Wait!

This man though, dismantle

Put your head on this mantle

I see BS in your channel

Get outshined by my shadow

I don't battle

I do not pretend, don't even rap like this if I'm not with Tech

Tech I got your back

A back architect, the way I built this shit from the YouTube kid

I'm done

No more violence

I just came in to enjoy the silence

I got my hand on the button still, don't know why I'm runnin'

But I'm-

Go!

One, two, tree, four, five, six, seven, eight

Look at all that hate I generate

I don't feel apart from featherweights

Maybe try when you interrogate

Oh you fucked that cup up everyday

Oh you drink that cup up everyday

Got me thinkin' hold up anyways

What the fuck you got to celebrate

How many losses do you tend to take

One, two, tree, four, five, six, seven, eight

Nine, ten, eleven, maybe twelve a day

That's so sad but I got a better state

Cry me river like the Everglades

I might swim that shit bitch and get away

I got the whole world to penetrate

No more user prop

Goodbye