Do as I say not as I do

I be on the edge of a skyscraper

You ain't Andre, gotta find you

I be on the flex it's in my nature

Broken in the brain, loose with the screw

But I stuck around on the fly paper

I'll be up next, then it's all you

Stay a fresh man like a 9th grader

I be on deck with the aces

Hide em in my sleeve off to the races

I be on that razor blade with the flat cap

Tommy with the Shelby razor sharp when I clap back

Not a possibility you could ignore me

Got the opportunity right before me

The mental instability couldn't floor me

You won't ever hear a man saying "Poor me"

Do as I say not as I do

I be on the wing of the P.J

You ain't Andre, gotta find you

Scroll it on back for the replay

I be all day, you be past noon

I be bundled up in a heat wave

Broken in the brain, loose with the screw

I be in reverse on the freeway

I ain't all alone in my head

There's a couple shadows in my front yard

Take em out back to the shed

You wanna hear about how I got these scars?

Whatever the weather in the bitch I'm ahead

I tell em music and the passion's got me this far

Stabbing every single ear with the pen

Not metaphorically be careful what you wish for

You wanna armor up for this war?

Promise you gone need commas, a stronger stomach, and fist's worn

You come a knockin' up on this door

Watch your arteries you want a part of me I got the switch for em

Just so you know I'm not a bitch boy

I eat the meat up off the bones and I'm leaving a dirty dish for em

I got a problem with the conscious

I'm being honest

Keep your distance cause I never break a promise

I hand over all the evidence

To set the precedent

Got you asking God and the Devil and the Tooth Fairy

"What's up with your boy?"

Got you tryna figure out if I'm Heaven sent

Apparitions in my mind are malevolent

But surprise is the element

I keep tryna put together words 'till you little mainstream bitches are sitting and call me relevant

But that irrelevant

I'ma stay killing every syllable shittin' since the umbilical

So pull up to the crib my diaper is not fillable

And this fire is not killable

Already died two times

So death is not real enough

So come and get a piece of the pie

And take a long look in my eyes and

Do as I say not as I do

I be passed out in the cockpit

You ain't Andre, gotta find you

Starring down the barrel of a Glock since

01 19 year 92

Out the easy bake with the chopsticks

Here through the pain, how about you?

Diving head first in the mosh pit

Have you ever had someone tell you that you're nothing?

Have they debated on if you'll make it and stuck in

Kitchen knives in your back from people who said they love it?

The push you up against the wall when you're buzzin?

Wanting this wanting that now everybody's your Cousin

But hear me out I'm not judging

Cause if I knew a guy who had a fire in his eye

I'd try to tear him down before he stuck a knife into mine

But I think it sucks less

Dealing with the stress of everything catching up to the success

Maybe I just need to undress

Let the water wash over me showing me He ain't impressed

Live in a pig sty claiming "What mess?"

It's how my mind works

Writing all the rhymes and put in all the time

Giving up the paradigm

Throw a lit match better be ready for them fireworks

Call me a fake? But how?

I rap about what I know about

Look at me now

I looking down from the Heavens running my hand in the cloud

A foul mouth couples well with a benefit of the doubt

A tongue and a mouth's a metaphor

I'm gunning em down

I'm a legend from the northeast down to the south

Bringing rain when I thunder got you wondering how

Don't worry 'bout it

Just keep my fuckin' name out of your mouth