Call me Bowser cause I spit that fire.

I thru Facebook out the window/ Shits played out like Nintendo/ Kicked up enough dust to touch the sky like tornados/ Up against the odds but ended up gettin even/ Now I'm the man thru the years ain't nothing changing but the seasons.

You did not mention fire, why? Almost made me cry, every rap I try, to include the weed, it inspires me so it's in my rhymes, mc nigs opposite of mimes, only thing we do that ain't a crime, and we get rich, ain't that some shit, but better than gettin paid for licks, so I think imma stick with this, imma light this bliff and pass it down, then roll another to myself just for one round