[Produced by QB Da Problem]

[Verse 1: Chris J.]

Now just listen

Got no room to be dissin'

I've been gone on intermission

Now we back with a mission

With my addition, to transition

And gain recognition

No matter the time or condition

This the start, the ignition

Hate is aimed, but they tend to be missin'

Avoiding that big collision

And focusin' on the vision

Jealous of our position

Been ill-minded

Somethin' that's been a part of me

I'm like the biggest hidden prodigy

And this the start of me

Spittin' flame from the brain

Like you wouldn't even thought it's me

No one as hot as me

Look at top of the charts it's always me

If this the biggest race

Then they be last in it

Makin' a name as I enter the game

And the competition I'm axin' it

The grand torch has been passed

And I'm shittin' on these locals

Like I'm takin' laxatives

Sorry this was no accident

Turnin' my rhyme schemes into fucking crime scenes

Now confused of what your eye's seen

Apply the Visine

[Verse 2: ninethree]

Started from the bottom

Still here at the bottom

Dropped 'Fear' last year

Then his peers start to doubt him

But he never gave a fuck on what them queers thought about him

Now he back up in the lab and like tears they be fallin'

To they knees

Nigga please?!

I know you caught Z's

On the nigga from the bottom

Also known as ninethree

I see

Motherfuckas wanna ride my D

Like wait

BITCH YOU WASNT WITH ME SHOOTIN' IN THE G!

YM

Nigga's wanna be like him

Wanna be up in the kitchen cookin' heat like him

And in the lab they wanna S-P-I-T like him

I'm tryna see a milli'

'For I see T.I.'s rims

Yeah

I'm a nigga with visions of splittin' swishers

With bitches in V.I.P

Spillin' liquor while countin' figures

But listen

If you ain't with us

Before the cameras be clickin

You won't be poppin' up

When paparazzi be poppin' pictures

I'm ghost