• I sit back with a packy you verse is like hitting hacky-sacky on my foot when i stomp you, you know I will drop you your like a little ******** up douche bag so suck up. Pretend your fittin in when really your like Eminem's little baby boy twin. The fact is, I got this, I can back what I spit, when I slap and I keep these raps coming cause you know im the one who is knocking all up on yo door when hells bells come rockin. Oh, yea i just went they're. So, ******** make me quit now. Yo, this is my game. So, get the ******** out. When I spit, it's like a sin cause I'm double dissin God's intentions, oh, I almost forgot to mention, Drakey boy this is Astral.
    This is a game you go no business poking your nose up into, better back out for I break it.
    See the stage, how i shaked it? Now you got me heated, heated up like a nine-millimeter!
    Now all you posers sit back and watch while I rap how it seems to be me and It might just be me, cause I cannot stop rapping it's my own curse. If you don't like my verse go ahead p***k and press fast-forward. So that's my s**t, don't like it? Suck my d**k. I'm so sick of hypocrites, you dorks try, yes you do, but you'll never be the one who, the one who stands up and wins, I could put a blindfold on and grin. Again, this is my game, boy you know I can't loose.


    Written by: Astral (Oliver Verci; Me.)
    Special thanks to;
    Drake (for being a d**k.)
    My friends; My group; and last but not least, Marco Hudson.