Dear Lyricist Is That All You Do

They say Dox your name and style is way far fetched They cant relate don't worry I still got a fanbase Me myself and I play with words like playing games With your mans late doe still coming What if you dont sell they pay me thousands To climb over Bill's Gate soon as I landed Woke from a handshake for a change in this landscape Man that sounds great providing for the fam Wifey provides the dinner plates Son with passing grades learned from mom And daddy traits learn to keep my high scores And credit rates just a quick sample Now to change the chatter but Im still Gonna ramble when flows scramble like A running Randall Cunning man your word play You handle I produce my own self to avoid gambles In the industry and it runs rampant I only gamble I take cards from Gambit I use my own symbol and stamp it Stamp what x on the cards short for Dox Whos next to a cave camping planning steps To journey through my own thought process Dude is real in debt na my own mindset Real talk facts by the way I heard the Gift to Gab Was locked in a chest all wrapped thats where its at In a dungeon called the underground of raps Bet I be there in no time in no sweat What if a dragons there who cares I'll face Write it in a desk I use words for battle activities And words manifest when I arrive I'll put it to a test I spotted the treasure chest the Gift to Gab Was all mine to collect as I opened it Metaphors popped out surprise all in One breath he said me and Gift to Gab Had already met we could use you Cause your a long steady vet we need Your organized confusing concepts one progress That's why you should now flex A complex system like disarming a bomb set Boom If I blow up news will scatter Like roaches hatching from an egg nest Ahh gross a nice income I aint worried about the Man's who's next the next man Cause my own style lands is all blessed