Hello, hello, hater,
I could put out one album, hit major, and leave it at that so you can get time to catch up,-
I could. But I'll probably just put out a second one to guarantee you never catch up.
Hey, you asked for some arrogant shit. I could serve you more like extra ketchup
Serve you wireless raps with the audacity of warrant-less taps
I spit rare stones, my kidney stones are diamonds,
I take a jumpkick, freeze-frame over toilet, shit gold, damn this must be proof I'm filled with jewels
So, drink a crate of Hater Kool Aid and cool off like a crater on other side of moon,
Feel better sooner than later, hater, take care