[Verse 1]

Yeah

This shit is cynical, why these rappers so pitiful?

Talent is at it’s minimal, verses considered biblical

What is religion? Itchin’ to find a mission

Ditchin’ to find a Swisher, my niggas fixin’ to pitch in

Persistent to find a vixen to mix in, maker lighter pigments

Spittin’ heat in the kitchen, your bitch a ho, letting dicks in

I’m crossin' the Mason-Dixon, that means I’m crossin' the line

In case you ain’t get that line, his lyricism’s a crime

Menace to society, giving people anxiety

Substance come in variety, tempting people’s sobriety

I’m your average minority, disregarding authority

Creepin' in your sorority, college wasn’t priority

I’m done with school, man, I hate it

I finally graduated, but college is still debated

‘Cause freedom’s what I awaited

I was never one for the bible, who cares about a disciple?

Don’t look up to any idol, my mind is made, and it’s final

I came here to claim the title, I guess that makes you my rival

I’ll kill you, this verse my rifle, I’m aiming right at your vitals

Bars are my ammunition, I finally got recognition

I don’t need your frickin' permission, I’m here to finish the mission

I just wanna squeeze an ass, or nine, askin’ me why I’m asinine?

Needed somethin' to pass the time, needed something that's fast to rhyme

All of you so illiterate, sorry, I’m inconsiderate

Sorry, that was deliberate, sorry, I’m so belligerent

[Verse 2]

Writing this was frustrating, but the music is so sedating

My ego is just inflating, I like this shit I’m creating

Apologies for my cursin’, rehearsin’ this verse in hearses

You need to control your thirst, I’m dispersin’ the worst in person

You know that I’m spittin' fire, I’m someone you don’t admire

But someone that you should hire, don’t judge me by my attire

I’m spittin’ like lack of dental, my flow is so detrimental

I’m killin’ this instrumental, I’ll teach you the fundamentals

Performing in front of people was such a rush of adrenaline

Thought I’d give up on writing, but here I am with the pen again

These niggas make me nauseous, that’s why I’m always so cautious

I’m spittin’ like I was jawless, these streets is lawless, I’m flawless

I’m an animal, check my paw print, you can call this my rawest

I’m the coldest, don’t try to thaw this, artistic the way I draw this

Everyone overlooked me, they probably all mistook me

Don’t bother trying to book me, the lyrical talent struck me

I’m verbalizing my thoughts, then I’m writin' them on this paper

I’m sittin' here wasting time, and just smokin' up on my vapor

I’m spacin' out in my mind, and expanding it to an acre

I’ll bury this fuckin’ beat, you can call me an undertaker

We don’t measure weed by the weight, we measure it by the decibel

‘Cause we smokin’ that loud, and we stick to the point like decimal

I should of brought a gun with this, stick up, I’m ‘bout to run with this

Unique, I’m the only one with this, state of mind, need a nun with this

Hotter than if the sun with this, shocking I brought the stun with this

Excuse me, I’m havin’ fun with this, fuck it, ‘cause now I’m done with this

Yeah, yeah, this blunt is bliss

Fuck it