Bitch, It’s Xain!

[Verse]
They like, "Who he think he is?"
Nice to meet you, my name's Xain
I'm a warrior to the pain, whatever you call me is not my name
Get that shit into your brain, you don't got hits, you leave a stain
I told her we was over, she thought I was playin'
I'm dirty with the stick, you cannot get red bottoms, baby
I drop the shit to make you bop your noggin
Pull up like, "Bitch, what's poppin'?"
"Don't mind me, just watchin'"
I go brazy on a beat, like, bitch I'm hella stocking
Hella poppin', Glocky hella on-and-offin'
And I'm, way too powerful for fuck niggas like you to be hella stalkin'
My flow is sick, shit'll get you straight into hella coughin'
I don't give a fuck what time or season it is, I'm rocking a hoodie, I'm hella idiotic
My flow'll murder a nigga in two swings, and I got more than two things, but fuck it, I don't wanna talk about it
I'll put you in a lyrical coffin, and I'm not stopping
I'm ending niggas left and right, so you better get to walking, and I- (fuck!)