Heed my voice hoe

My words prophetic

Feel my words jab kinetic to your skull 'till it's dull

Pull my tikos to the back like a mullet when it's hectic

Only scratch the surface but you know these bullets need no medic to extract

Contact lost to some of my friends

Claim to keep it straight i'm watching it bend

I am my father's fucking son is you dumb

It's time to come to your sense now don't pretend i wasn't nothing now i'm high on demand

Yeah i'm high on demand

Hype is a hell of a drug

I'm in a game of tug of war with my fam

Tikos telling me to watch my back

Now i'm back on my shit

Watch where you step on my land

"I'm in the gravel pit"

Sitting with my words on my lap

Rolling with the punches

U sit down with all your crap

Acting left field while tikos still doing the dab

Clap clap

I be taking three shots like i was trick with the hat

Pshh nonsense

Walking with a target on the back of my conscience

Dealing with this shit like i be taking all these profits

Assalamualaikum it's Kareem coma prophet

Catch a punch like it was hockey

Running all these shit like you be thinking i was bossy

I'm a lone ranger fucking call me Reemosabe

I'm a known danger ducking bodies with my posse

Pussy