[Verse 1: MKL]

Yeah, this is one to my enemies

While I'm sitting up late, drinking that hennesey

If you want this lack of tension, then there better be

'Cause it's only bloodshed that leads to redder seas, period

Don't take this serious

I'm only here for cereal

Break fast it's crunch time, my vision imperial

Think fast I'm only fourteen ain't even prime yet

I'm still thinking of lines that ISIS could've used for bomb threats

And nothing is stopping me, in my conquest

'Cause rappers today weak, man I'm just being honest

Not too many people know the caliber

There's difference in blowing minds

And splitting melons, like Gallagher

This ain't Galaga homie, coming after the cameras

And I ain't letting up until I'm running out of stamina

My vision clear, widescreen panoramina

Hop in fellow travelers, come and check the parameter

Went from Chance the Rapper to having a chance with rapping

Now I'm like Acid Rap, and I ain't done 'till I'm attacking

Don't need Louis Vuitton, or Gucci shades on

'Cause when I'm on the mic it's game on, flame on sun

And I'm just having fun with this

The day I make a job of this is when I have no fun with this

So ignorance is bliss in the sick offense of this business

I'm not selling out I ain't tryna' become as dumb as this

Just meditate become one with this

[Verse 2: MKL]

Said everyday I get up and wonder what's come to this?

The flavor's gone, rappers salty man I'm numb of it

I'm making a proposition my vision is of dismissing

My visions get bitches wetter than some wishing wells

We wish 'em well

And when I step up to the mic you know I give them hell

I keep my composure through other rappers' kiss and tell

It's 87 but bars cold as a polar vortex

You better bundle up if you arrive at ego's doorstep

Grab the forceps, dissect rappers tight as corsets

They asking me if I work hard?

Of course yes

This isn't stopping 'till the day that I'm victorious

I'm sick and tired of being secret, like Victoria

I be rapping stories until I wrap this story up

Looking for euphoria through the eyes of my cornea

Never devilled in drugs, or dabbled in the discipline

I just do this for love, and to make sure that you're listening

When I envision gold bars, they ain't so physical

My currency's the verbal the money is still invisible

Once I get up to the level I would've risen to

Is when the heart comes and rips this beat apart

Intravenously injected in records like sleeper darts

These rappers hibernate but I'm in the studio, seizing dark

The night's falling, waiting here like a still painting

Tryna' keep my mind clear, but it's still raining