VERSE 1:

Let's take a trip downstream my stream of conscious

Lately I’ve been blockin' out the TikTok comments

All that ticky tack wack shit, cryin' face, vomit

I still got love for the haters if I’m honest

They're prayin' on my downfall, I'm prayin' for them

I guess these days I'm learnin' how to forgive

Some friends weren't sold saw them sit on the fence

But I was never offended when they were jumpin’ the ship

I flip samples, gymnastics

Came a long way from makin’ beats with Cymatics

Feel like I'm thе lone wolf, the biggest and baddеst

So every track’s hot like that wall street actress (Margot)

Deep down I knew I wasn't meant for minimum wage

So I created my career off of minimal plays

First week, second week, no one else listened

I'm just doin' me they don’t know what they're missin'

Took me seven years, finally feel like I'm dope

I'm a fiend for this rap, need seven CCs of hope

I'm the CDC's MVP, sick with the quotes

These verses spent a long time trapped in my notes

Never penny pinchin' your two cents

They took my peace so I threw up the dueces

Tellin' me to kill myself, I gave up the nooses

I'm just like you and y'all remind me of Judas

Cashin' in the dollars, starstruck by the commas

You'd probably sell out for a ‘97 Impala

But you can keep the diamonds ‘cause I'm focused on the rhymin'

Searchin' for your purpose, but that's not where you'll find it

I swear y'all ain't really ‘bout the grind like me

You took a couple weeks off? well that's fine by me

I pulled an all nighter makin' ten more beats

I'm like Lebron in Toronto, you can't get past me

INTERLUDE:

Sorry about that. Number 5, Matthew Irwin

Woo! Go Matthew! Go!

BRIDGE:

Up in the trees body sways in the breeze

Got an iced out cuban, plus a Jesus piece

Chokin' my throat, it's gettin' harder to breathe

Won't you spend the night? won't you hang with me?

Up in the trees body sways in the breeze

Got an iced out cuban, plus a Jesus piece

Chokin' my throat, it's gettin' harder to breathe

Won't you spend the night? won't you hang with me?

VERSE 2:

King of composition, love to my competition

Here's to the haters, you've ain't been in my position

This immaculate reception no dropped calls, I just ball

You catching all this fire like Malatovs? I see ya

Often watchin' me on the for you page

You can keep scrollin', i'm goin' up like a Tuesday

This that Lil Wayne in a white tee, rappin' nightly

I've been in my element ever since I could write these

Perfect verses, cost co for the hearses

Killin' my own beats, they'll need a morgue for mirwin

Don't got another option, you know I'm never stoppin'

My wave's jaw droppin', hang 10 when I drop in

You don't know bars like you're underage

These rappers strikin' out like they're underpaid

To me it's like a period it's easy to flow (gross)

And even with an IV, I'd still be sicker than most, ya know

OUTRO:

Yeah yeah you can bring the White Claws in

Just had to, just had to drop a quick verse

Strangers in the dark

You can have, you can have all the silver in the world

But you can never have my soul

What up Judas?