I'm on some taxidermy rap shit talk about some raw game. You're nothing but a trophy mounted on my door frame. I spit that propane light you with a slow flame. And watch you burn until there's nothin' but a gold chain. Yeah you'll be some crispy critters. You'll wish you with us. You'll wish what we did you did it. You can't you kiddin?. I don't have a shoe you fit in. You're as soft as a motherfuckin' newborn kitten. I'm an animal tearing flesh into bone. Randomly rippin' everything gone. Unless they forget what then let it be known. I'll bury every competitor every predator. Anyone ever forget it you'll regret it forever. Never been nothing short of a legend. you peasants will learn. I'll stay standin' in the front like I'm forgetting my turn. For these matchstick rappers this is meeting adjourned. I ain't even gotta match them I'm just letting them burn