The Reviews

Listen here, I am the best, there's no comparison

Y'all flow is embarrassing, I kill the track, burry it

I'm the greatest, Jason could face it, I'm on that scary shit

And my girl is very thick, while yo chick on that Paris shit

Make yo girl nair the clit, then fuck her with a hairy dick

Ew, that's nasty, you're right dog, I'm very sick

But for some reason, that make her wanna get married quick

While these mouse niggas chase the cat, Tom and Jerry shit

Pimpins in my heritage, not selfish, I could share the bitch

Pick her up, make a lot of swoopes on my Sheryl shit

Boy I run the town, I guess I'm on that sheriff shit

If you on the top I'll knock you down like Keri did

You were not prepared for this, now you are aware of this

Everywhere I go, I get it popping, like Marry did

My jock heavy, I bet that you couldn't carry it

Break all of the records, then retire like Barry did

I'm different, y'all common like the name Larry Smith

And my flow is nasty, like a chick that got some hairy tits

You want a diss track? Go ahead, dare me bitch

If this was 8 Mile, then you're looking like Clearance did

I'll smack the moustache off of ya hairy lip

Got a lot of problems never solved them with my therapist

These drugs are all impairing him, he's needing better parenting

Radio is airing this, Futuristic's arrogant

Oh my God, he's so cocky, but I really like it

Ay, fuck that nigga, he ain't fucking with Lil B cause, based God

He sounds just like Childish Gambino

Gosh, find your own swag, dude, fuck off

What can I say, he's dope, Futuristic is on fire

It's been interesting watching him grow

With this from his first video to where he stands today

It's just a matter of time before this kid gets signed, duh

Go Future, you're so dope

Yeah, I thought I told you lil niggas, I just do me

Boy, I'm in my zone like a hoop team in two three

Me and Jay Boy in the hoopdy with groupies

Don't like it? Then sue me, I do me, so do she

Oopsies, they tell me that I poopie on the best

I don't need to cash a check or throw a chain around my neck

I make good music, got cash money my jams def

And I do it by myself so you better show respect

I don't need these labels that be gaming all the rest

Just to tell me how to rap or fucking tell me how to dress

And tell me to get a nose job so I can look my best

And ask for blowjobs and cheesecake

While they're behind their desk, nah

I ain't with that, break them like a Kit Kat

My raps ill, you been wack, so yo tracks we skip that

Fresher than a Tic Tac, go harder than a six pack

You bitch made, like girls dogs, I get pussy six cats

Sick raps from the mind of an ill poet

I'm fucked up, I try to hide it but still show it

And you will notice, behind the lens, I'm the real focus

Patient and still focused, been waiting to kill showbiz

Dopest rapper that you ever heard, duh

Wait, you ain't heard of me nigga?

What the fuck, is you doing with yo life, lame boy

This is real music, so if you feel it then make noise

Futuristic keep this up

This is how people become legends, I'm stunned

I listened to this song for about three seconds

And I was blown away, get this now

Oh my God, I can't believe I went to the same high school as you

Whether Mr. I Had To Do It is going hard on a verse

Or delivering a smooth hook, Futuristic does not disappoint

Futuristic is not your average new rapper

What separates him from the pack

Is his lyricism and professional delivery

Futuristic is on his grind to make it

As he described in a recent interview

Music is my life, I don't know what the fuck I'd do without it