A little rap I made
Ok I spit
I spit fire
Come to me and I'll grant you all of your desire's
Hear my golden bars don't try to hide its hard not to admire
Out loud your like this is trash but your heart calling you a liar
My raps are the sun
Now you're done
Why don't you leave your PC- Go outside and have some fun
AND KIDS DON'T FORGET NOT.TO.PLAY.WITH.GUNS.
(That pause in between)
You'll finish this rap feeling smoked
Not just because of the bars--cuz the beat is also pretty dope
