[Verse 1: No Chill]
Probably get suspended
Twitter fight dissing
Now she's the one arrested and I'm the one really spitting
I'm just creating division when I drop these damn rhymes
Then I blow past your a** just like a stop sign
This is different than my past lines
No Christian single, no bible related, and no Christian mingle
I be k**ing the region with $5 production
k**ed it like eminem on his last track, seduction
Barely even functioning Can't even handle burrying these rhymes
Saying goodbye, tevon Campbell
There's no world wide fame
So all these worldwide rap legends can complain
Cuz I'm not pac, biggie, big L, or daddy Kane
I lack fame
Cuz they don't like it till yo dead
The rest is dead and better off unsaid
I'm callin code red
And leavin it up in the air
No chill on the mic
No live everywhere