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This is all the time i'll have this weekend between work and weddings and funerals. So i'll have to keep it short.
Ya like a senile woman: a waste, wack, and weak/
So ya better know ya place or get smacked when ya speak/
See i'm passin my peak, and movin on to upper limits/
I'm first place in this race, and you just prayin that ya finish/
Usin alotta alliteration just pretendin to be legible/
But when it comes to who ya facin, pullin a win would be incredible/
Ya thoughts shallow like a kiddie pool, i'm deeper than a trench/
I'm on the startin line in this art of rhymes, ya sleepin on the bench/
I break LAWS every day, so hey, you ain't no exception/
Keep ya name and drop the J? To a stoner that's aggression/
Learn a lesson if ya steppin within my RADIUS or AREA/
I've come to bring the sting so it'd be CRAZY SHIT if i was SCARED OF YA/
My thoughts unwind inside ya mind and explode from the interior/
I'm prone to be superior and ya just known as my inferior/