I pull up on you, it's just an exercise Wouldn't bust, you don't have enough enterprise Unless you unleash a demon in me, just an exorcise I couldn't wait to ride like a rollercoaster, time to die, I got the steam flowing motor on all my enemies (eneMYs) Ok, I forced a rhyme, but I'm rolling over flaws like potholes, swerve to side, This is just all luck, I cover the streets like salt trucks, worst is pride, because I can buy a ring you don't wanna call up, I'm feeling confident, I'm being honest then, but I rather lie with your bitch after a compliment, she an accomplice to your dirt, spills all the words, I need to condescend, use her to kill your career before you even had one first, Look in the mirror, you reflect that your insecure, I haunt your ghostwriters, and pay them to play your verse Now I know why you don't pay them to say your work