When I’m a successful rapper, you bitches aren’t gonna be hating on my SoundCloud anymore. You’re going to be begging random back alley dealers for the last concert ticket because I’ll be sold out everywhere, and you’re all gonna be regretting stuffing me in lockers and flushing my head down the toilet. And when I get millions of dollars, you’re gonna be kissing my ass to donate to your gofundme for your dying family. But guess what? Your family can die because i’m on my grind and you can’t reach me because i’m at the top with my stack money and my bitches and we’re gonna rule this fucking industry. I am THE best in the game periodt