You can think what you want

But im everything you think im not

Pop goes the weasel

And the weasel gonna pop

As i weasel my way right to the tip top of the hip hop crop

This how shits gon' be it ain't' gon' stop

I tear up shit like a rot with rabies

So hide your kids ears and hide the babies

I hear enough fucking crying lately

Im myself all the way to date see

To turn back would just make me more crazy

But then id turn back with much more intensity

Yeah im risky, frisky, brisky, and chippy

And i encourage you to diss me

Cause' all you really can do is hiss at me

Get pissed at me, why not, isnt that what raps for

Oh right its for wisdom, vibes, and killin' mc's vernacular

I mean killer mc vernacular, fuck that shit

Wheres my binoculars, im looking over the parameters

Putting it from amateur to excalibur

Taking these beats like a matador

You can think what you want

But im everything you think im not

Its not like im on a bike just free riding the handle bars

Ride with me, i got room for plenty of passengers

Fuck the free world, i say it with caliber, i am spectacular

Pardon me miss liberty im a brat who ignores

Sometimes i dont, most times i adore

Sometimes i bitch sometimes i pour

Sometimes i itch, sometimes i score

But honestly i really do not know what is happening with me anymore

But i do know im filled to the brim with tenacity

And i got something fueling my strategy

And i know how the shits going to work actually

Cause i know the mainstream is blasphemy for one

For two it totally lacks mastery

For three im packed with the audacity

Wish i could team up to whom share the same mentality

Fuck this gravity, fuck it erratically

No he has bars no he has bars, a war will start, a war will start

World star! world star!

You can think what you want

But im everything you think im not

Im gonna cause more irritation than poison oak, try me

I got more poison in these veins than poison ivy

Ill skull fuck you until it reminds me

Oh they have worked so hard, save it please

Their producer and engineer are

While they sat back until their eyes were chinese

Guess they got that trap ease

While we gotta swing from a fucking trapeze

Grab my machete its time to wack these dweebs

Maybe i should just focus on my own career

Come into my lane ill bust your ass like chris laimbeer

I bust balls like johnny cage, no kids up here

Ive raised the bar, that wasn't enough, i gotta raise the decibel

I go to far, gotta be rough, this is my citadel

I am at large, see these nuts, i set it off

Im whooping that ass until i get a whooping cough

"ive fucking had it!

Its tall missions coming through the portal!

If you know chaddwick?

Its all conditions normal!"