* Highly anticipated like ya mama promising to whip that ass at the mall  And when y'all get home you try to play sleep, but before you fall  Startled when the leather hits  And suddenly what she said before she bought your Keds has fresh relevance  My voice knocks, then come the noxious fumes  That possibly make you nauseous  Though devoid of nonsense  Cops called for nuisance  But it was just me givin' my two cents  Nobody effin' with Voo since he started  An artist, anyone facin' me gets an audio audit  And plus a so-called crown dearly departed  Somebody should've been way more cautious  'Cause name one winner who ever fought this  I rock rhymes regardless  I could care less about competition  But i'll stomp your demo as an exhibition  Of demolition the only viable option  For anybody considerin' stoppin' me when I'm on stage rockin'  They could be had, puttin' bad taste in my concoction  Whether spoiled or stale, you could be foiled or fail  Sentence to burn in hell unless you know your craft well  Create and Hustle