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Yo, who is this Josk kid? (Not again)
Do you think that you could rock it? (Yes, I can)
Is he ever gonna stop it? (Not a chance)
Is he gonna keep poppin'? (Of course I can)

You don't like me?
You can find the door
Have you dancing from intro to encore
When I rap, they never gonna snore

They be like, "have you heard this kid before?"
I got a discography you wanna sift through
Got a few songs that you should sit through
Other few songs that you could skip, cool

And I'm on top
I rap like a ritual
I wanna make this hobby my life
Find a nice girl and make her my wife

Kill everybody in the game I spite
Maybe be the greatest of all time
But who cares if I'm not
I'll say it right now

I will not stop
I'll try never to be a flop
Even though my best song is Flop
I'ma top that

Everybody know that I stomp rats
They be claimin' top spots
Like they all that
It's an animal farm

You better fall back
Everybody at the top is pigs
Rappin' fake bars like they wearin' fake wigs
I ain't got one little lie in my things

Gettin' technical when I think
Gettin' tecc-
Uh(a)...
Did you forget, bruh

I'm next up
Skip a chorus cause I'm really about to net up and get stuff
Everything that I write down is gonna be my best
So pipe down

Ain't nobody gonna wanna pick a fight now
Every opposition panties gettin' tight now
Let's write down all the things that I made best
It's a fake test cause I stay blessed

Anybody hatin'
I'ma stab em in they main breast
Implant my sword at all costs
Have you screamin' for your loss

Out of breath like you Rick Ross, Man, I really gotta stop
Sike, switch to my other side and my life on a side quest
I really got my thirst quenched, but I'm the better side
He ain't writin' nothin' better than mine

Every bar's just like a gold mine
Every word's gettin' milked dry
Wait, hold up
What you write better than me

I got more views off of medicine schemes
You a baby and I cut you off umbillically
So why you back
What you tryna get from me

I represent the bad of your past and some of that bad's comin' back
Don't know which
I'll tell you the tracks
Your ruins comin' in from the back

Don't tell me
It's true
He's back and he wants something from you,
But what if it's just good?

Throw that in the firewood
I wouldn't be here if it wasn't bad and I'm just tryin' to save you from that horrid past
Man, just let me rap
Promise myself I won't go back

This song was tough and that's a fact, but you hopped on and that was that
Look, this a talk we gotta have
I know it'll feel bad, but you gotta cut him off and then you won't feel sad
Are you kidding?

What you even done for me
I'm writin' all these bars better than thee
You ain't write a song that was better than me
Man, I wrote Hall of Fame

I wrote good today
I'ma write some more
Then go right away
But in the meantime, I wrote flop

I did, You did not
You gaslighting
Just stop
Nah for real

Take a shot
Okay, just sit down
Let's think about what'll fit now
I got ruins and him down

What you about to write now
Look, we'll split it up
I'll write some brilliant stuff
Your write lines that are not tough

Man, that's enough
Okay, fine
I'll cut it up
Man, this will be fun

We'll drop September 1
Tell your fans to save up some funds
Okay, fine
We'll drop it

Just make sure it's poppin'
And we ain't never stoppin'
Got so many options