Trying to tell me to hurry up, boy you cant rush genius so stop acting like a fool or I'll just tell u bitch please, the only recommendation is that u get on ur knees but it's okay u little fag because you will be soon cuz this rap gunna hit u just like a monsoon. Might as well give up ur a sheer disgrace, I'm about to battle ur rat ass right outta this place. Now Listen real close cuz imma about to make history. That's right, your Internet rhymes they don't mean shit to me. My raps the aren't long but I make up for it in style. My Swags so big it makes them go hostile. And now as I draw to a close, I'll end with a fact everyone knows. Your mom bl0ws. *drops mic on the floor*
Crazy mothafucker, can you handle the insanity.
Shoot you in the head and leave you lookin like a kennedy.
Tootin like I'm shootin got me feelin from that can of beans.
Sniper mode on you, yeah I'm poppin from the canopy.
All this shit is easy, not challenging ho,
But with beats it's complicated, I'm talented tho.
No I'm not ego'd out, real Kanye told me so.
I got so many haters, can't count them foes.
Leave ya momma lookin at a IOU,
Wonder what she's missin, shit I borrowed you.
And where ya girl at? Shit, if i only knew.
I'm fuckin this nigga up, we need a casket for two.
One's for your ego, one's for your soul.
Leave you talkin in third person, like that nigga Bob Dole.
You be like, Jester this, Jester that.
Nigga rappin ain't for you, now go grab ya hat.
Your verse was alright-ish. You got too much fluff, not enough substance. Actually say something. Most of it was saying what you're going to do, barely anything of what you've done or are doing. Unrealistic. Good for a firstie tho.