InkBomb Tattoos

Yo, it's your female tattoo artist, Miss Inkbomb. Follow me at Miss Inkbomb. The hardest thing for me to do is to get you to know me. Within 16 bars, that's the hardest thing. Who is K-Dot? A young nigga from Copping on the curve riding rap flex to a gunshot. On the corners where the gangsters and the killers dwell. The fraudulent in disguise to get hunk veiled. Everyone I knew was either Kripper or Pyrrule. Cousins in elementary, relatives in high school. With that being said, each one of their rivals was aiming something at my head. I needed survival. Got j I'm just trying to push these rhymes. In the midst of staying neutral and discreet, my mama said to judge by the company you keep. But what you can't consider, that if it goes down, they'll kill you if you kill me and get a deep n***a. So if you ask what I'm doing, I'm trying to duck the influence of my city that's blowing. Real talk. This is why they f*** with me. Real talk, nigga. Believe it. This is why they f*** with me. Do what I do, I'm no case, let no killer, I'm just your average joke. One thing you should consider, I'm the one that lets you go. I was walking for 16 a. m. when I'm an identified vehicle. Rolled up and I was Where you from? How bang? Where you stay? West side. It's a pop rule game, the big stack. Well, the way they have blue, of course they have.