My skin is twenty inches bitch, I'm wearing armor

It's running in the family, got it from my father

You barely see the face, always undercover

I'm in a tower, don't go up the floor is lava

You spot me in the rain, people ran away

Clean street baby, that is when I operate

Like a drone above the city, holding every secret

If I'm on you radar, you cannot engage

Don't dare, don't dare

Take care (tho), take care

Ain't easy having a shell, ain't easy having a

Backpack full of demons

Taking half gonna turn you mad, and I mean it

You don't have the key, and I don't have it either

Think you got it, you're just trapped here with me

Your best friend told you not to hang around and leave

Didn't mean to freak you out, I'm a wicked foul being

They do call me middle finga and you prolly know the reason

Oh you brought a hammer and you wanna crack my defence?