[Lyric] Whats Left (P-Tree)

Where does this leave me?
On the top floor
Watch him drop
When he pop up
Nobody stop for him
That's normal?
Don't give a shit what you pop
On your hip-hop forum
What you spit boring
What you drop awful
It is not artful but
I'm sick for a low cost
Spit hot vocals
I don't hand shit off
I don't cut corners
And my crops purple
Not to pop your circle but
You ain't talented
For spitting triplets
Bout as much as girls for twerking butts
Or for bopping dicks
You're not shit
What's popping kid
You're an obnoxious cyst
Oh the world's tits
And I'm popping it
Get a napkin stop the drip
Then you all crust no blemish
Hope you all cop cherish
Homie put his heart in that
And he better not be embarrassed
We the rarest mix
And we don't care if it's not to your liking
Eat a ton bucket of dicks
You fucking tricks
Stuck in the mix
While I pluck licks off
You just a hiccup
Bеst to run your shit up
I ain't robbing you
I'm just retrieving
What I'm due from my job
It don't bеlong to you
I'm just a dog and you're food
The hawk is rude in the night time
I'm still convinced I'm writing the right line
But if I'm not I'm fine
I hop online
And post a timeline
These are my rhymes
So that's what matters