Time's up, time's up, time's up. Hold up. All right, that's all you got. You got 30 seconds. You ready? Yeah. All right, self-title. Hit him. Listen, yo. These hungry rappers battle for a buck and some change. They really be kids starving. Give a *** if it change. Shock rap, not that. You get sun, you might blow up. Release party in Iraq, you might blow up. I see you trying to think a few lines. You might get at me with slap. Happy with babies who born with crack in their curbs. Twisted cram under your oversized fitted in the public school system. Failed you either. You ignorant.
