[Lyric] Impromptu Freestyle (Major Van Winkle)

[Verse 1: Major Van Winkle]
I'm unimpressed, here with Doug E. Fresh
No vest up on my chest
I have no S like Superman
Yeah I'm stupid tan up in the summer
I'm ridin' hard like a fully loaded Hummer
You ain't got it, that's a bummer
Well I'm A.I to the 76er's
Darlin' put that phone away cause we don't need pictures
Rollin' with the stones, bitch I feel like Keith Richards
The truth stands tall while the jealous keep whisper
And on and on 'bout some shit they ain't even know
I swear the thoughts up in my head are poems that the Beattles wrote
Needles broke, so the record player scratching bitch
Tryna bag every chick I'm Snapchattin' with
Really, yo I don't need a phone
And I don't need a home
Cause home is where the heart is
The hardest part of love is getting started
But give my regards to the God that is in charge of Eden's garden
And I'm with my bitch Eve, please bite my Adam's apple
To get some truth in a life and that's a Snapple fact
Imagine that, I'm on the road like Jack Kerouac
I hit your girlfriend once and then you can have her back
Came swervin', perfect when I'm working
Shit, I'm Michael Jordan on the court ya bitch
I'm feeling rich but I'm broke as shit
Your body nice but your face needs Proactiv
That's sensitive, if confidence is beauty
And all I need's a booty
I'm high in south Philly bumming loosies
Groupies all for one song
Couple off of this one
Six blunts deep but I've been high since the fifth one
For the first hit, maybe I'm a lightweight
Kinda guy your ex girl might date
Myspace top eight flow but Tom is my pro pic hoe
The white Eazy-E just cruisin' in my 64
Bumbin' disco and jazz music
My dad's music prolly better than your dad's music
My dreams lucid, I'm done with this
I had fun with this...