[Verse 1 : AFU]

Pots all around me, but do you see any gold?

Cash rules everything around you, but do you harvest for the pot?

For me? Plateaus I be on, Nigga I am above you, while I fold

Niggas pulling rhymes out their rectum

I serially Wrecked-Em

If you fuckin around with it, I will chop yo neck with your own necklace

On the damn floor neck-less

It's time for you to split the spliff

And take a shift to enter a factory of stiff dough making

The more you go by my simulations

The more hard you be on baking

Calculating you won't even need to consider calculations

I rhyme cold as you feel it, it's thermal conduction

Check it, it's the introduction

Functioned to deliver menacing lyrics to destroy destruction

Planting green, I enquire for sapphire

Light a bonfire and split the blunt to fulfill my desire

Grew up writing on toilet paper, for poetry I aspire

My heart's warm, though at times, it turns dire

A wolf on human methods, I crunch the weak

For myself I am able to speak

My ways, I make everything infront of me creak

A virus that got leaked

That sneaks through the bleak

For his meat he seeks

Scythe wielder, after I get unleashed I wreak

I turn a party into a siege

Never a kiss to the cheek, it's a hole to breach

[Verse 2 : AFU]

2 Sides fighting over my dome

It makes me want to pack a chrome

Eliminate my foe till it's under loam

The enemy of my enemy, it's playing tricks on me

Murderous cells, devilish grins

Hell of a way of committing sins

Hence, the downfall of me commence

The other side is re-building a barrier consisting of an elite defense

Immunity taken like virginity

Very average, yet a clear affinity

Nothing else doin, but following into the lines

Blazin with Mary Ann & Jane till I collide (I am not ironic)

They are my best, they are like Bonnie and Clyde

Shit's strong I feel like I got struck by a nail, homie

I feel it as these shadows are trying to clone me

Although the hammer with the stone is long gone

Shit turned me into a psychopath from a don

I' am going all circles in this mist

Villainous landscapes of a criminal, where beyond him lies a bitch

[Verse 3 : AFU]

Go into my shoes and you be jumpy

Always wondering why I'm always grumpy

It's those fakes tryin' to steal and squeal bout my cake

But I got them running on high stakes, and with this steel, I can seal their fate

Flames I never decided to slake, makes me want to kneel, or deal with these snakes

Salute to those who maintain the ache, who conceal the real, and stay awake

Those who cut the polluted lakes, reveal the yakes, who sweep and rake

Street strategies, coroners always round the corner

Crews sipping for the long goners

Ol' timers and thugs, everyday mourners

Affiliated with criminals, even those typical foreigners

Beware from those back-stabbing vultures

You gotta consider a holster

Keep a friend up-close, in these times you need to be bolstered

These life-styles are proceeding to overwrite the culture

That's how these techniques of money grinding obliviously to the evil it fosters

[Verse 4 : AFU]

I'm at my best, about to go to the crest

I just came from the lion's den through to your nest

I see you dressed, as to this, you are my fucking guest

I see through you, I see you stressed, from all angles you're pressed

I rip your wisdom, it's limited, to your knowledge I divest

I leave you messed, still to the next guy compressed

I declare invasion of depression to your chest

I address rap illness, that's my quest

I leave mouths wide spoken, holes wide open

I leave arms broken, I make your eyes swollen

I leave y'all necks roping, that's what I'm smoking

I'm shogun, add that to the potion

I leave y'all frozen, I fix your notion

I leave y'all with no emotion, that's my token

I leave y'all stoking, as I live through my slogan

I leave y'all sloping, don't consider coping

I'm the hunted, almost falling off, the stones of logan