I'm wondering where's the rap

All of my stubborn newcomers can't bare the facts

Nothing compares to that

The OG who told me to go be the man at bat

Nowadays everyone trynna be relevant without a melody, selling a lie

Bad like a felony wanna rewind, when Biggie said better be Ready to Die

I'm in my element ready to fly

Bump all the negativity they telling me

Fueling my energy, dueling my enemies

Truthfully moving a hunnit like centipede I'm

Zooming like Sonic, not doing no stupid shit to make a profit

If I'm in the booth making music you know that I groove and I got it

A soon to be prophet Muhammad and ya

Wack rappers all rap shameless, man, without even knowing the greats

People be older than me and famous finna expose all the phony and fake, telling 'em

I cannot believe they wanna test me, yeah

Little do they know I got the recipe, yeah

Said I look like Drake but I cook like steak

Jimmy said get a load of this Degrassi

Hit 'em like Tyson, kneel in Degrasse

Chicka chicka boom boom shooters start blasting

Y'all just capping I mean this

More immature than a fetus

Demeaning women and think you're a genius

Head up in venus, all of your strengths are really some weaknesses and I

Keep it lethal, popping off like a desert eagle

Not involved with the present evil

I'd rather take off and lead the people to the promise land, and

Don't be mistaken man just because you flow quickly

Don't mean you got you no content I bet your fans will grow sickly

They listen to your toxicity bet you think you the man

Right now you beez in the trap but soon it'll be Beez that you stan, and

Hit 'em with two when I'm in a bad mood ya'll just fill me with rage

You cats be tripping I'll make you a sad dude when I let my wrist fill the page

I really can't take it but I'll truly know I made it once I rock the stage

We all domesticated but I'm breaking out the cage

Coming with the sauce call me zesty, yeah

Leaving haters lost like I'm Messi, yeah

Sounding like y'all all belong on Sesame, yeah

Word murder now the police wanna arrest me, yeah

I cannot believe they wanna test me, yeah

Little do they know I got the recipe, yeah

Imma run this thing like Barack Hussein

And I'm not 2 Chainz but I rock two rings

Gotta stop taking shots like a cop who fiends

To invade my block then he pops two kings (Killed) who really

Rapping like this imma give you a list

Kendrick or Cole or Nasty Nas

You be feeling this lyrical exercise

Feeling spiritual listen to all the Tribe

Maybe Black Thought, maybe Daddy Kane

But your little brain can't maintain

Think you spit flame say the same thing

Better change lanes, gotta go away

Kool Herc and Bambaata that's Hip Hop

If you don't know you fake and you a lie

Walking cancer, I don't mean July

I'm talking 'bout the shit to make you die

Isn't it funny they had us enslaved

Now everybody wanna rap with a chain

Sad thing being black and ashamed

So let me just pick up the slack cause I'm actually

Taking off and never taking losses

Once I win once, then I'm winning often

Imma spit terrificness until exhaustion

All the competition in a coffin, man damn