Summer Under Sadness

The Main Is Back two, now that was a masterpiece
But that lyrical rap shit, yeah, that is my mastered piece
Birth mom wasn't married
Call myself a bastard piece
I can spit it for days so cold you need a fleece
Jacket like your girl do when we first meet
I inspire myself to add it up
So the flow increase
Don't gotta prove to y'all that my flow is beast
Cause y'all fuck with tracks that just repeat, Hypebeast
Now that shit was hard but it ain't the shit to take me far
I raise the bar after every track I make to have consistent bars
These wannabe rappers don't got shit to keep the flame on
I get the ball I get the rock this fall my music rock so yeah I got my flame on
Made a Travis type track man I got my La Flame on
Y'all ain't ready for what's next man this shit is my best man
Everything I do man I do to impress man
I made every track something to relate
Hope I can save the rap game before it's too late



Credits
Writer(s): Delaine Douglass
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