[Verse]

I am ridiculous

My name translates to viciousness, and wickedness

The combat's eternal, and the flow's immortal

But I guess it's time to finish this

We been out here stackin' up, and them lies you tell ain't addin' up

I think I've just bout had enough

I'm well done when the beef is tough 'cause I'm

Legendary, this shit is scary

Got a god-like flow like a monastery

The motivation's everything but monetary

If I did it for the cash it'd be a lot to carry, got a

Psycho flow, on my Post Malone

I've made a lot of great songs, got a lot to go

When I'm behind a microphone, I feel at home

And my heart beat sounds like a metronome

I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' the vibe

I'm killin' myself, I'm killin' my time

I'm killin' the night

I'm ready to ride, I'm ready to run

And then I bounce back like the prodigal son

You know I'm the one

Not to mess with, not to test or stress this

Snap ya neck to leave the world a message

Bless the best then leave the rest for dead

While I cut the verse like cuttin' severed heads

Bounce back with a new track

Cool cats want rap? Dude, I can do that

Move traps like a rat, move stacks like a Rattpack

Knapsack strapped with the booms that'll make the room tap

Who's that? Up next, that's me good luck

To the dumb fucks, tryna climb a slippery slope

They trip and they choke

They swear that they will but they won't

He said he rich, but he takin' a loan, and now he's drinkin' alone

This is all I got, I'm an M16 when I shoot my shot

You could put out a brand new album every week

I still wouldn't care cause not a single one is hot

You're about to get schooled by a homeschool kid

I got the mic in my room on my homeschool shit

Now I got the whole world, in the palm of my hand

And I did it all without a handout, man down when I

Come round, hands down king now

Where is my crown, come and bow down

I'm a killer on the prowl when I hold the notepad

Studyin' my bars, sayin' "Wait, he wrote that?"

Run around the town, came back a new man

I made another song, came back with new fans

I do it everyday 'til I 'bout perfect it

You can say that you're the best but I doubt you wrecked it

I've earned my right to boast, I might call a toast

For my own success, that hasn't happened yet

I got the foresight, my career's bright

If I'm not right, I'll take it back

Killin' it rippin' it up to the day that I kick it

I just killed everybody else in about like three whole minutes