DELAY
Yo, The only reason I’m dissing people is cause no one’s afraid to say fuck the format and throw it out
Flush it down!

[Verse 1: Dylan Ross]
You got a new mixtape for the winter mane
(?) defficate on that spinner chain
I’ve been in the game
I’m watching what you do when you do with them lame rappers and they all fucking do what you do
Your circular circle of clones
Calling each others whack asses on your prepaid phones
Your broke ass ain’t got the bones to switch to a legit provider
Your smoking meth pulling an all nighter
Let me see if I got your clique down a bunch of dropouts and a bigger dyke that tapes her tits down
I gets down and I take a shit on a fag mixtape rapper
Do a jerk dance and shit on your swag
You trendy motherfuckers won’t be rolling in style when I take a shit on your black mags and get wild and anyways most of y’all are broke but I am freebasing eighteen pounds of coke

[Chorus]
Flame, aluminum foil watch that crack pipe boil [x8]
(freebasing eighteen pounds of coke!)

[Verse 2: Dylan Ross]
They still approach me with a demo disc
It’s 2010 and you still got a demo bitch
I’ma come through and demo-lish
Your ghetto-ish demo clique with a white man (?)
Yeah I keep it coming out the woodwork constantly
Pushing whack motherfuckers off of me
Be about your damn job your Carl Carlton perm having bus boy reverend Love joy
Your jerk dancing, jerk pants on I got no respect
Motherfucker I’ma jerk your neck
Acting all bougie I’ma swing your shoes around a telephone wire and shit on your Coogi
Break in your house and shit in your jacuzzi
Tryna steal my sound you bitches get moogi
Your DatPiff rapping is a joke but I am (freebasing eighteen pounds of coke)
[Chorus]
Flame, aluminum foil watch that crack pipe boil [x8]
(freebasing eighteen pounds of coke!)