Current Status

[Beyond]

I peep Rap City highlights to my eyesight

Witnesses, bitches and kids fronting to bring their shit

You get nothing from this, write redundant, I leave the dumb shit

I never half-ass, my blast has you overcome with

The basement aroma, should've waited for your diploma

Instead you dropped out, now you grab the microphone to

Let the fox out, I box out this center

Ripping to end your agenda cause I'm the microphone pincher

Since you started rhyming you been barred from flying

Tryna push me to peep, I didn't buy your tape cause pussy is cheap

Pushing me deep, so I brush it to fuck it

You get rusted to rubbish cause my stuff is conducted

On some thoroughness, that "fuck the world" shit don't make it happen

You roll without friends and that sure as hell don't attract 'em

The five-man travelling band, I stand sagging my pants

Caramel skin color, the slim brother

I cancel and contort your financial support

A&Rs ridiculed for having thoughts to deliver you

Give your crew brain lacerations

You having dreams about stardom is only fame masturbation