don't count as a freestyle cause i wrote it down

when people ask me to spit, i just say no. cause when i spit shit, it ruins their flow, aint got nothing to compare to me, go out and plant a tree, save the environ some, sted a bein' a bum, cause you aint got shit to start with this, i'm too fly to take a piss, on all yo' white ass fucking clowns, whose rich fuck faces are stuck in frowns, as buyin' weed by more'n an ounce, can't top this, i'm unstoppable, with rhymes collosal, i'll kill you, your mom, then go back and break your father's fossils. Rick ross is the boss, but i'm the king, when i come to town every fat lady sings, i shit out more than all y'all bring, ain't nothing to compare with russ, you steppin' in front of a doubledeck bus, when you step to the mic, you best be afright, and if you ain't when you come then its ait, cus when you leave it'll be the end of this fight, with you as the loser, shown true as a poser, with me as the closer, get'n all the hoes'er, so limp yo beat ass back home to da dumpster.