Hot Wind Blows Freestyle

Aw yeah, Krillen with bald head
Goku with Super Saiyan, Freizer want 'em all dead
I've been on my "808s", feeling like I'm heartless
I just fucked three girls in one week, I'm a hot mess
Maybe that's a true story, maybe I exaggerated
Please don't use the lines I say against me as a affidavit
I don't wanna hear another fan say I'm underrated
I know that you mean the best, but lately, I've been feeling jaded
Way back when I had the dreads, used to say I sound like Jaden
Now they say I sound like Kota, I don't get your fucking motives
I'm just in the studio with Mike, tryna make explosives
If it happens to be what you like, then just let it blow up
I done been through everything, tryna find a way to love it
I don't get the time you spend on me, what's a hater's budget?
I barely got time to spend on me, feel like I pay the public
I feel like my life's a livestream with no engagement buttons
Oh, but I bleed and still rise up like a god, uh
For the green, I disguise as Metapod, uh
Butterfree, at least I'm free amongst the frauds
As I skeet on Tyler beats, no need, just because I fucking want to
Blair Witch projects, what I vomit will fucking haunt you
Even if you don't get it now, one day, you'll just be sitting down
And understand the lessons of your uncle
'Cause I'm one-hundred, nigga, the fallacy is among you

Ooh, ayy
This is weird