I’ve been gassed up for so long

I think that it’s leakin’ out my ass

On the brink of self-combusting

Every weekend

Push it to the red

You’ll hear that pop when it’s peakin’

I keep on clockin’ in evenings bro

Where your style and mystique went?

Evil people, yall condonin’ ‘em

Yeah, old and young

I can see the bitch in ‘em

And hear it in the tone of ‘em

Yo, hold up son, oh this fun!

I don’t miss through this scope

Christen my foes off the bridge

Do they float?

Uh, no

They gon go down

Then the bubbles up

Bruh what’s up? That’s what’s up

Back it up, that shit don’t float

When yall be talkin’ like that

Walk it right back

Yall can writе raps?

Naw man, that’s a no

They gon go down

With one uppercut

Bruh what’s up? That’s what’s up

Back it up, that shit don’t float

Why yall bе talkin’ like that?

Walk it right back

Yall can write raps?

Naw man, that’s a no

This herb burn slower

Than the trees in my region

Lookin’ like hell

Someone peed on New Seasons

Free all the heathens, I’m for it

I put the sheath on my sword

And let yall people fight for it

Heart beatin’ faster on this track

Just like it’s nightcore, aight yall

Stuck in a cycle in my home

Write poems to these tritones

With breakbeats on top

Made peace with my mind

As of late, see, I’m fine

Pay me like yall oughta

Momma raised me to shine

Still I need a bottle like a toddler

Where the gin at?

Our left reps are moderates

Our right reps wears tin hats

Yes I’ll make the joke

But I ain’t laughin’ like I’m Sinbad

‘Cause in fact the impact

Is inside my home state

Oh wait! I forgot

We're in a simulation

Your participation is complicit

With the source of mayhem

Of course the layman doesn’t notice

But I know the codex

The Porsche Rolex

The portion that the poor get, yeah

Hell naw, that’s a no

They gon go down

Then the bubbles up

Bruh what’s up? That’s what’s up

Back it up, that shit don’t float

When yall be talkin’ like that

Walk it right back

Yall can write raps?

Naw man, that’s a no

They gon go down

With one uppercut

Bruh what’s up? That’s what’s up

Back it up, that shit don’t float

Why yall be talkin’ like that?

Walk it right back

Yall can write raps?

Naw man, that’s a no