you made the challenge and here's my shit, reply whenever


Ima hit you with the pressure point, just this, you can write as long as you want but for this first round, just one line you need to top

i fuck mother earth on the last supper table in hell,
Skeeted the streets, planted seeds, fertilized her eggs by crackin shells,
Spray taggin on the walls of the womb,
Cuts from DJ's in 2002 cause me to bleed graffiti from a flesh wound.