[Intro: AYEKAY]

Uh huh, this one for the kids right here

[Verse 1: AYEKAY]

Switchblade since sixth with a pencil in my pocket

Bitch made with they slick hate, these rappers just need stop it

Pitch shape and reverb, just to hide that they novice

But I acknowledge and degrade just by spitting some of this hot shit

Rock this like moccasins cause I'm a big cheifa

Quest to best ya tribe, take me to your leader

Best and next to ride, stirring up in the beaker

What do you get when you mix up lithium with some reefer

AYEKAY the young choppa, chop ya up like Baraka

Gentle man don't hit women well bitch i'll fucking sock ya

Like Mick Foley, fast time mind, like Spicoli

Holy shit, that's an oxymoron, you can check my allegory

[Verse 2: AYEKAY]

Step back, step back, Polish Prod!

Rap super zeros, lo-fi to bushido

All up in yo mouth, no children, no Gambino

Gon' be known, cause we know, that you really ain't shit

So we just gonna keep doing us, the way we see fit

And the way you doing you, man that's bourgeoisie

You ain't getting no tity boi, I got 2 on me

Yeah, who harm me? that's a good fucking question

Wanna run it on the track ill have yo ass fucking sweating

Me and Eddie hold you while Jaylen give you lacerations

Jakub cracking up with laughter, while James is meditating

And everyday you faking so flagrant but we da rulers

Put this tech to yo neck, and push off like scooters, bitch