I ain't done one of these in a minute

I was busy hot-boxing, rolling trees in a Civic

Traveling overseas with all paid expenses

My face on the big screen, go see Detention

Don't get it twisted I ain't ever falling off bro

Got a surplus of bars, my flow Costco

The road is my religion and the flow is the gospel

My flow's so godly, your flows god awful

Catch me up in K-Town, hanging with bad bitches

Because they find nothing more attractive than ambition

And I'm the definition, go and ask Webster

Put my city on the map, took it past Western

It's K-Town baby, every city that I rock I yell that shit

I'mma stack mad Grammys and Adele that shit

Put my ex on a record and then sell that shit

That's some real ass shit, better tell that bitch

EOM EOM on the beat

If you're trying to battle me, just D-O-N-T

Don't do it, Don't do it mothafuckas

I know I've been gone a while

I've been out in Ghana with Dave Chappelle on a llama

Getting wiser Dalai Lama

But I'm back with a vengeance like Old Boy

But this ain't the remake by Spike Lee, no boy

I be that ignorant immigrant, tweeting like I'm 50 Cent

Jeremy Lin's evil twin, jersey number triple six

You know I've been ill since the sonogram

When I die I'm rocking with the 2Pac Hologram