Interlude

Now I ain't tryna be the greatest I'm tryna be on some immortal shit Never fearing death or competition Any form of it I was getting sick of repetition So I sorta split Best that I can be, this is Quis I'm immortal bitch But I fear myself n my potential Like was this rapping shit really what a nigga was meant for Was I even nice the f*ck I grip this pad n pen for Certain uncertainty surfing really made me vent more Damn, am I the greatest or not Am i Lebron, the greatest to play or the greatest to flop It's either one or the other you either hot or you not I know that I'm hot, I'll burn em on my way to the top Tryna cross me And this burner gonna loosen ya top I'll have you shivering n shook n jumping loose from ya socks Why you tryna diss Quis, like is you stupid or not I'll have a nigga prepped and heated like he soup in a pot Haa I used to hate hip hop I still kinda do Niggas getting clout for computer work they ain't writers dude Sure they use cliches, easy words n some auto tune But they ain't spitting like Quis, where's the clout I'm entitled to F*ck it I'm done