First allow me to speak

Quiet the room sit down in your seats

I got a message that I've got to preach

Some lessons that I've got to teach

Before I begin I just want to warn you

I'm not like the artists that you see before you

There's rules I refuse to conform to

Just because you listen don't mean I'll reward you

We all got a past you got what it takes

To dump out the gas and laugh at the blaze

Slaughter your memories and trash your mistakes

And slash out the acid that lasts in your veins

Pick up the hatchеt and hack through the maze

Dressеd in all black like you're back in the day

On the attack now you're back in a way

That got all of these demons all backing away

You'll see the anger you'll see the pain

But you ain't going to know about the blood in the rain

Until I get done with this record

No checkers the rook's coming straight for the king

You'll see the singer you'll see the rapper

You won't see nothing but graves in the pasture

Erasing my past like a natural disaster hey

Batten the hatches it's time for the rapture (woo)

A little bit of time and I'll make it on my own

A little bit of time and I'm taking up the throne

Taking my chances making demands

I'ma show em all in time I'm the man like (woah)

Murder weapon with the pen no prints like (woah)

Change the color of the rain like Prince like (woah)

Got NF vibes?

Tell me something that I haven't heard

Don't worry I'll wait...

Waiting patiently for the name drop

They don't want to push the button that will make the game stop

I'm kinda like Jordan I'll retire two or three of them when I come back with the fourty five (woah)

Yeah I'm back because there's more to die (woah)

Mean like Rick making Morty cry (woah)

Coming out the ocean when I stomp on your town leaving blood in the rain it's a gory sight (oh)

Murder anybody in the way taking aim find me in the dark room developing

Spit blood and bellow adrenaline when I get it in

Fire with it I'm eloquent when I murder in elegance like (woah)

Leave a calling card with the evidence like (woah)

DA handing the sentencing like (woah)

Retcon everything you know about a man at hand be the day of your reckoning like (woah)

Stock to the cheek taking aim

Got a right to be mad don't blame

And if I get voted most hated that clap back track guarantee will be flames

Wendigo out for blood it's about time

If you get in my way you get outlined

Talking bout rhymes you get outshined

I'ma make you eat every syllable if you doubt mine

Shooting from the hip from the foul line

When I say jump chump you gon' tell me how high

Sweating out aggression I'm pressing you from the brow line

You're gon' learn a thing about rhymes when it's chow time

This is outright murder in the first degree

Listen up now I'm giving ya'll a courtesy

A formal invite ya'll be the first to see

The retcon buckle up for the murder spree