Released on March 31, 2013

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[Verse]

Sesh, what? Yeah

Bass striking like Tyson in the fucking first round

I could love you like Marvin, or be his father and put you down

I could feed if you starving or I could keep you in a drought

I could show you what it takes and make these peasants bow right down

I'm a God, I'm a legend, hear the beat and then I'm in heaven

Don't got no faith in religion

No motherfucker can tell me that I'm wrong, 'cause I'm right in my own fucking mind

White skin, black lungs, silent movie when I rhyme

Lavish silk up on my spine, I don't got no money on my mind

I'm just trying to live my life, take a deep a breath, and now I'm fine

Beat beating like my heart, been the same from the start

Just a young fucking punk with some hate inside my heart

Teardrops while I'm smilin'

Probably laughing while I'm dyin'

I be coughin' to the coffin

I be rhyming 'til I'm adult

Get back, get back, mothafuck real rap

Bucket hats, bucket seeds like a young fat pack, boy

You can't do it like me

Got a hundred and one bitches and they all like me

That's gorgeous, flawless, they fuck me while I'm flowin'

The skinny white pimp, I'm the motherfucker men

The reason the season is creepin' up on the trees

And the leaves, they be fallin', breaking up on the concrete

You ride for your team, say you lying through your teeth

You could sell a million records and still never be me

Bitch, aw, you praying, I look at you like you playing

You talking to the sky like you gone get an answer

Here's an answer for your question, if you trying to get a lesson

Take a seat and fucking listen 'cause this class is now in session

I'm the best, I'm the best

2I am rap in the flesh

I am flow, I am cold

I am crack, I am dope

Getting high from the sounds

My eyes low to the ground