Lyrics:
I eat my fruits and veggies every day
Therefore, I do not ever eat at Subway
You are so broken, you need to get a x-ray
My music fire, even the throwaways
I will not let any money go to waste
I bought a new whip and then I pulled away
I am not Yeat, so please get “Out thë way“
I purchased a rocket to see outer space
Stop hating on me, please get out of my face
I am not Tay-K, I do not do the race
You are so slow, you have no steady pace
Seventeen bands in my little briefcase
I’m telling you, brother, get out of my face
The only key you ever press? Backspace
You rabbit, buck teeth, you should get some braces
Hunnid K on my bracelet
Your music is trash, just face it
What rhymes with “face it“? I don’t know
The pants you are wearing are cargo
Yes, I am the best
You know that you must confess that I am the best
My career is nothing but success
But your career is nothing but stress
I am more rich, you a