I leave ya shirt wet like a leaky faucet
like my girls pussy when she c me flossin
coz dis Lyrical piece bustin lead like a pipe now
and i stay like a crackhead neva puttin da pipe down
till its out but not of coke its lead
and i keep wit da smoke dats why he soak his bed
pi**in himself when I battle or cypher
shi**in himself someone gettem a diaper
coz dis kid cant handle da wrath
my flow loco his stink outta da bath
so do da math its straight out da kitchen
hotta den crack or my a** when im shittin
and yea my a** is hot when i crap son
coz its bigger somen like my gat to ya cap gun
u dare me to clap son I leave ya brains in ya lap son
and i cook u like keis and I got more den a map son
haha and please spit somethin back at me
so I can say it dressed as a clown and everybody laugh at me
Im a pretty funny dude im crude and gregarious
sometimes nefarious but u jus comedy central huilarious
no coke packer im a dope rapper to stack scrilla
and u mus be a granny coz homey i chop grams like a crack dealer

using words like ass, c**ks and p***s to sell rap wont do


be urself

yo I am bein myself I can rap gospel to though

LMAO

cool. do ur thing then

Your rhyme is tight. If you really wrote that, what you need is a record deal and not poetry reviews.