short and killa


No rebuttal? I stuff you into treasure troll molds
Bent like pretzels just call me rold gold
Im bling blingin’ ice cold
Make pork loins from your rapper’s souls
Breakin lean limbs like the tree branches on ya timbs
Grindin’ your sim-sim city to your mediocre folger gritties
Your pity- ful, im unstoppable
I make venom Popsicles and distribute them to your hospital
Just call me obstacle
I get philosophical fill a sock full a rocks and hit you in your opticals...