it'z been a minute

Back in my bag like I'm posing for Saint Laurent
Wanted some new shit, so I got my coins and bought
I know it's been a minute since I have walked
So these bitches can run, can't write a rap still, dumb

If you feel hurt by these lines, it was about your ass
Why would I feel threatened by some Discord fags
Don't give a fuck bout your boyfriend, my scraps
Want my attention so you tag, but tags still on your rags

I got the new iphone, I know your phone hot
Not from the attention that you wished, but from age
That rickety cricket wireless shit you say works
But you have it since OJ was put inna cage

My wins hit your mind like crack in the 90s
You ain't got meat to fill those tighty whities
You should do one thing and perish like Meeseeks
Your coins go to me at light speed. Mine, sees?

You honestly are not worth my time, indeed
But I have a family to feed, yours left you to bleed
Someone has to watch over you, so you don't cease
Yo I got you an interview off of Indeed

Staying in my business like you're a CEO
Thinking that I'm flying to Japan to eat at Miso
Thinking that I'm giving you everything, but know
You got mushroom feet, get you the Kiezo

I'm the carnie of this music circus, you're sideshow
I don't understand why you still release, I must know
Cause those fans are so silent... oh...
You think you have a future, ok Kriss Donald

Hate crime, such a bad thing, but a good song
Don't fuck around baby boy, it'll be over, gone
Don't come and make a fuss about me again, cunt
You're a trashy white boy, you're a fucking mutt

That was a bit harsh, but what was this diss about me
I got no neck, smelly? But I'm suddenly bad guy, chun li
She taught me to be strong, and have a heavy pen
Your rap bitch taught you to drug and rape old men

Life to you been an hour, but for me been a minute
You want a slice of talented ass, well kiss it
I know that you want a hit, both musically
And some of those benzos, OD, finally