WEALTHMASTA - Spaced Out

★ Verse ★
I’m boutta demolish this fuckin degenerate cosmic queer
This bitch could fit a planet in the emptiness between his ears
Dissing the X Factor is the biggest mistake you could choose
Good job, now you boutta be ground up and turned into food
Cause your shit’s more half-baked than a space snack
Thinking you a five-star meal, well I'm boutta change that
Yo mama such a fatass, even Orion’s belt is too small for her
Your songs suck, they’re like a middle finger to your followers
Call yourself Interstellar, but you ain’t never reaching the skies
You thought you could fuck with us and get out of it alive?
How the fuck you gonna diss someone when you’ve already died?
Godlik3 already ended you, which you’re too stupid to realize
Yeah, he sent yo ass to the stars, like you was Ronald Evans
You got beat up, then you spaced out and went to heaven
Cause you know your joint getting targeted like 9/11
This is legitimate gang shit, and you’ve been threatened
Your fate is to be a loser, that’s already been decided
This site ain’t for retards so why the fuck were you invited
You’re goofy as fuck, your raps are trash, and you’re racist too
NASA landed on the moon so they could get away from you
Cause you’ll never be on our level, just face it dude
Trust me, I have a lot of shits to give, but you ain’t worth 2
You keep changing teams like a motherfucking light switch
You dissed GoldenShower and the X Factor, pick a side bitch
I'm a savage, these average rappers getting ravaged
You ain’t shit, you’re just mad cause my status is established
Cause I'm far above yo ass, like a motherfucking attic
Your girlfriend's manic cause I stole her pussy like magic
My dick is dynamic, bending that bitch’s back like elastic
You’re a piece of baggage, and the tracks you carry are tragic
Your lines are ass, bitch, you’re rappin like a drug addict
I’m automatic with this shit, I’m gonna leave you in a panic