Baltimore’s Dude Clayy ramped up on this one. Rapping over somewhat sparse production, the twenty-three year old producer/rapper gets some stuff off his chest. Lyrically, he’s on point and his angry flow helps hammer the home point that he’s at his wit’s end and it’s either now or never.
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