Sorry i didnt join, but i had to do this...

Im bringing this keystyles back from the grave, your soft
you rhymes stank so much, it made pepe le pew cough
This nigga thinks hes callin mad hoes
the last ho you had on call was the girl that works at dominoes

You think you got skills but you was never ill tho
My rhymes is strong enough to beat you to death with a feather pillow
Even when you was younger you still was whack
as a matter of fact, I think im gonna take it back

I'll take it back before the keystyles started
and ban your ass, leave you feelin brokenhearted
I'll take back to before you was educated
my sharp skills cut you so hard, left you sittin separated

I'll take it back to before we knew eachothers name
run in your ultrasound and snatch you out your mothers frame
I'll take it further back than that, to lovers lane
back before you was thought of, and cockblock your fathers game

Check your sig out man, dont listen too hard
i dont know what got more pussy, that girl or his car?