(Verse 1: Inferno)

You're now rocking with the most improved

If these rappers feeling froggy, they'll be croacking soon

Women going crazy on me every time we texting

Telling me they want my seed like I'm the Bulls in 97

That's sweet, but I don't hear ya mama

I don't want no offspring, ain't even buy Americana

Now they say I'm raw, and I say "Thanks" but I don't need it

Cuz I knew that since I started, save your praise for God and Jesus

Excuse me if I ever seem conceited

But my music far from average, that means can't nobody see this

If hip hop is a game, then number 1 is where we seeded

So I'm balling extra hard until the throne is where I'm seated

I'll never dumb it down, I smarten up

People used to say the microphone won't take me far enough

They said I couldn't rock it, niggas thought I wasn't hard enough

Now my bars are tough, I'd make Houston give Kevin Martin up