[Verse 1]

I wrote this on one of them snow days

Wake up in the morning for some juice anything but OJ

Look out my window I see my mom let my sister go play

Sidenote, niggas doing the nae nae lookin' so gay, but ok

Y'all niggas thought I still wasn't a threat

Y'all woulda thought I was Tola, (Turtle) how I came for ya neck...

If I'm bored I may send shots through ya chest, and the rest

Of ya pieces left, gone rest assure that I got you in check...

Like Busta Rhymes, I bust some rhymes...I bust a 9

Yea I'm roasting, I'll take some shots...I'm not wasted

I'm coming with heat to cook a nigga...your pots tasteless

Just face this, if you think ya writtens better, erase it

Y'all thought I was at my lowest? I'm plateau

They like he was mean but he done wit rap, he ain't gone battle

Well all y'all can lean ya ass back...like Fat Joe

Cause I'm here, I reappeared like a N7 Shadow

[Hook]

I'ma lyricist, lyricist...

[Verse 2]

I'll peel ya cap back like oranges..

Y'all don't belong in the game y'all like the tourists is

So if you think to leave ya home, and shots get aimed at ya dome

You gone be left to roam like the tourists leaving Florence is..

I'll break a rapper down to single cells

So when we check ya bio it'll say no single sells

I'm bout as sick as rapists sick wit sickle cell

Who sic their cells onto women so they're not just sick themselves

...In other words nigga I'm sick as hell

And I do this rappin' well if you couldn't tell

Gary ahh niggas you meow under ya shells

You should hide all ya rap books under ya shelves

And take some notes before ya test me

I'm the most important like ACT & SAT

So matta fact take a sat if you ain't gonna act

Cause I just might retract leave ya bloody like blatt..

[Hook]