Jotting rhymes heavily, this is my remedy I write my own lyrics I could rap with no melody

I peep the animosity

You see nuts get off of these I talk the type of spit you can't keep on your esophagus

The labels tryna soften us

Simple it won't happen really a whole

Maverick

I-mean it in all angles so listen with no malice thinking I Kinda lost it then

Did it with no practice

I'm packing the most madness

Rappers they can't match it

Crackers they can't hack it

I'm watching em tryna do it the pattern they can't pass it

But trappin is so passive the impact is

Massive I seen it all happen the nеw order is active

I'm just watching from a third view

Causе now the people ain't thinking like the Al do

But if you really that slow then you ain't my

Dude, just look fast I move I'm on a high plateau

They tryna kill us I ain’t tryna eat no fast

Food cause it is not a that good

And I am just that hood

They might K. .I. L me for the things I know, for the way i flow, for the way I walk, for the way I-move and the way I prove

That most leaders in the world ain't leaders at all

They ain't even on the field they ain't kicking the ball we keep the highest

Standard now they tryna drop all the bars in awe

But I get it what I'm cooking you not ready

You not steady, Pro flow is makaveli I'm knocking any opposition who try take me you can hate me you need a lot to irritate me..

Tell em you can't eliminate like lumumba

Martin Luther and malcom X but if I'm next get to doing what Simon says

Rap savior, lyrical darth Vader

Like I'm falling off every time I lose a hater

I'm tryna show you the light so l'm tryna illuminate ya

Envy is human nature, i move with a mogul stature

Rappers are chasing status, studios getting vacant I'm tryna show you I'm dope

Leave a rapper on rope, Leave your neck on a noose now your face on the news

I'm a solo man winning Inever bothered my crew

This a real nigga rapping, grown man snapping Say she wanna top me off so shawty

Do it snappy

It's a lot I-gotta do, than to sit and battle you the walls are caving in

And it calls for braver men, we got laws to represent

Thoughts to recommend and the power to reconnect

Come follow the Pro-vision we plotting a whole

Mission the culture rap records my future is so vivid

Way ahead of my time brainstorming with no limits

Hater you ain't got a chance if you coming with

Those gimmicks

I am rap, Hip Hop and soul in one body

I Can tell from just the way you move you not about it

But when I'm in the set it is bound to get rowdy, Iain't tryna close shop

Yeah we still finna ball when the going it muddy

Attack me it get bloody, it’s skill you can't study it I leave a nigga humming around like kid cudi did

Winning on the bucket list checking em since the moment when

I started writing rhymes that are cold and that's my emphasis

I been winning like ever

None of yall is a nemesis I-be trusting my inner-sense

Never let the media come in touch with my innocence

It's crazy how the girls I never missed are tryna hit me

I cut em off and I went ghost no counterfeiting

All of the Britneys, Karen's, Keisha's I cut em off

I had to focus on me and get to the larger bag

Rodger that I got more drip than a laundromat

Imagine that I'm a walking leak when I step the ground

I'm safe and sound in the territory of enemies

I stay positive to the negative energies

This is my remedy, Tryna do me like Kennedy, you niggas envy me, Passion in the brevity

Pro raps are heavenly, Trek gave me melody told me I got the recipe to

Cook em a classic do away with the plastic rappers

Who want a match with the maverick

I feel at home with a savage, that's why I never conjure with you cause you niggas average

But then I see the Balance

I feel like Marshall Mathers, yeah

At the mention of my name its a Lotta things that can happen

It's Either I get respected, paid or I hit the door

I'm laid back and humble but I'm surely not dumb

This my sixth year rapping and I'm far from from being done

It's the takeover, not the big homie if you a day older

Recognise me as a top rhyme spitter, Zed grim

Reaper cleaning up shop I-don’t care who's richer call me the street sweeper

I'm never the big Tipper never between strippers she lucky as it gets if i'm letting my dick kiss her

I'm rolling up a jet contemplating the big picture

And she probably won't feature my focus is way deeper..