Released on April 10, 2025

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Give a crap bout what y’all squawk

Kael’s gonna go and talk his talk

Give a crap bout what y’all squawk

Kael’s gonna go and talk his talk

Who he is, it that boi Ice, we all up in this

I do this, for respect, all of y’all be after licks

Say I’m him, then say that I ain’t, always contradict

Go ahead and test your theory, come on, answer it

Up in my face, better lock in

Courage misplaced, you know I’m him

I’m a long-way guy, in my room all night

Rather lose that fight, than get loose this time

Piraque, Val de Loire, Cannes

Drinking, chilling in France

Find me there, it’s always up

Inconspicuous, hit me up

Try and knock me down, I get right back up

I’m a right back hunk, go and eat that junk

Body in the trunk, I am all that buzz

Plus more, it’s difficult, I don’t mess with your stuff

I am a thousand hounds and mounds six feet down

Each record evolve my sound

Cause when I drop craps about to go down

Like this government now, screw capture, be loud

Like a pinless hand grenade, ugh

I’m about to blow this place up

Surrender and hit the hay? Nuh

I’d think I’d rather stay awake, bruh

They expect so much of me

People gather round talking bout

What I do next

If I relax, I ain’t letting nobody down

But myself

I am an unmovable power

Like a ballistic missile

Stop to smell the flowers

I’ve been up your way for a while

Hard work, fewer results like K2

Always walk, like I’m on top

Like a duck, I’m always watching you

Piss me off, I go tomahawk

I am an optic of bopping I’m on it like a Robotic

Supersonic Molly addict, I’m the best at it, hide the bodies in the attic

They find it, oh crap it’s just an Hobby, I take it to the next step like an Obby

Screw your pyramid schemes, to hell with your lobbying it's obvious

You throwing us under the bus like Trolley, a Rolls Royce?

A Bentley, Diamond Chains? You all the same

Pull up in a DeLorean in 80s flashy suits I ain’t this way

Flashing you with shining lights like signing flights

Screw National, I’m Continental, a sentimental congregation

Of Conjugations, cause I’m amazing, like a questioning Christian

Choose a side, It’s either in the Bible or not, scaring higher

Well-faring liars, airing lighters, with helium cause I’m on fire

I am an unmovable power

Like a ballistic missile

Stop to smell the flowers

I’ve been up your way for a while

Hard work, fewer results like K2

Always walk, like I’m on top

Like a duck, I’m always watching you

Piss me off, I go tomahawk

Give a crap bout what y’all squawk (Anything for you I’m down)

Kael’s gonna go and talk his talk (You swing me all around)

Give a crap bout what y’all squawk (Anything for you I’m down)

Kael’s gonna go and talk his talk (You swing me all around)

Give a crap bout what y’all squawk (Anything for you I’m down)

Kael’s gonna go and talk his talk (You swing me all around)

Give a crap bout what y’all squawk (Oh you know he don’t care)

Kael’s gonna go and talk his talk (He acting crazy, he gon take it there)

All these fakes wanna pretend

To be me but they know that I’m him

Fun and games done, rhymes supersonic

I’m Yoda cause the goat I’ve been

Tired of faking humble cause y’all assholes

But I snap and give y’all a hassle

King of Haters, the game’s my castle

Held me back, I broke the lasso

Say that you’re better than everybody

Done holding back, y’all ain’t better than me

I’m a plane, rise from the lows to highs

Pop smoke behind as I move, like ketamine

Tired of putting myself down and self-hating

M done waiting for y’all shut up

So I cook up, tape you up

My gut feeling says I’m tired of your guts