Highly anticipated like ya mama promising to whip that ass at the mall

And when y'all get home you try to play sleep, but before you fall

Startled when the leather hits

And suddenly what she said before she bought your Keds has fresh relevance

My voice knocks, then come the noxious fumes

That possibly make you nauseous

Though devoid of nonsense

Cops called for nuisance

But it was just me givin' my two cents

Nobody effin' with Voo since he started

An artist, anyone facin' me gets an audio audit

And plus a so-called crown dearly departed

Somebody should've been way more cautious

'Cause name one winner who ever fought this

I rock rhymes regardless

I could care less about competition

But i'll stomp your demo as an exhibition

Of demolition the only viable option

For anybody considerin' stoppin' me when I'm on stage rockin'

They could be had, puttin' bad taste in my concoction

Whether spoiled or stale, you could be foiled or fail

Sentence to burn in hell unless you know your craft well

Create and Hustle