"Murder your darlings"

"There's never been a blogger this good for this long

This hood, or this pop, this hot, or this strong

With so many different references there's one for this post

The next one I switch up, this one will get bit up

These fucks, too lazy to make up shit, they crazy

They don't, paint pictures, they just, trace me

You know what? Soon they forget where they plucked

they whole style from, they try to reverse the outcome

I'm like - TOUGH!

I'm not a biter I'm a writer for myself and others

I say a P.T.A. fact, I'm only biggin up my brother

Biggin up my borough, I'm big enough to do it

I'm that thorough, plus I know my own knowledge is foolish

So them rings and things you write about, bring 'em out

It's hard to yell when the bar-rell's in your mouth

I'm in - new sneakers, four-seaters

one diva, what more can I tell you?

Nobody truer than, T-B-A

And I'm back for more, Blogspot's ambassador

I'm supposed to be number one on everybody list

We'll see what happens when I no longer exist

Fuck this!"