MARCH

Man i’m marching
Like a martian
When i’m wobbling
Through space and time
Fuck a rhyme
I’m here to kill this shit
Like it ain’t nothing
Got the skills to kill
Like a marksman
I mark men with a red pen
Like i’m a teacher
You better be listening cause ima preacher
Preach that shit that’s really needed
Over sick a beat bitch it’s a new season
Like a bad boyfriend i’ve been cheated
Bitch i’m hungry like the wolf but i’ve been eatin
This that dope shit you’ve been needin
I’m way past exceeding
My words excel i pretel the intel thats real shit
Lookin out the window and i’ve been thinking
I could rap over one note and still be the point of power
I’m the boss of the rap office this shit is lawless
And i’m flawless as i abolish all this shit
I ain’t never stopping
Got word play that passed the test
Man i’m the best
I’m a godless goddess got leaky faucet
I’m can fix that as i press past
All the shit
You want face time with me that shit’ll cost some notes
I’m a pirate with a compass that always points towards north
I’m a rap game controller and i’ll x out anyone thinking their better
I got A lot of B’s aking Y i do this shit i do not console
Those who don’t listen like fuck all my X’s
We were like a square and a circular hole
Woah
But i ain’t done
Got strong points like a triangle son
And i’ma keep marching to the beat
In the streets
Showing off my lyrical prowess
My countess is countless
Like count von count
Your soura a sour loser
When i’m higher than clouds
I’ll shout it loud and proud
When i’m done with you
You’ll be covered in shrouds
If i blow up you’ll know why
I may be just another white guy
But i’m better than 90% of you rappers out here
Can out drink you with any beer
And i’ll kill you like a deer
With my hunting gear
Bitch