(Verse 1)

Look, the coast is clear for me from each coast to coast

This shit's my drug go dose for dose, until I overdose

That means going round for round until I get KO'd

The world's a stage I'm just here tryna play my role

Hate but gotta give me props as if we on a movie set

If you do nothing for me you still mean nothing to me yet

I'm your pusher man dealing out dope lyrics

Rappers like a bad high school they got no spirits

I'm feeling like I'm Jack The Ripper I'm the Jack of all trades

Put in work all the time I got a lack of off days

Your bitch hotter than the devil gave her the devilish grin

When she see that look she know that we getting it on now let's begin

Bust a nut, call it Planters

Kissing her Jolly Rancher

I am my city's chancellor, for going all Bruce Banner

Rappers I am your cancer, mo money mo dancers

Cause this shit ain't obnoxious

It's just up notches

(Hook)

If you make a jam Go Def

If you ain't talking money than I am tone def

In a league of my own so I am my own ref

And give you everything I got ain't giving you no less

Ya know

If you make jam Go Def

Getting all these ugly faces yes they are grotesque

Quit claiming that I suck cause I am a success

And give you everything I got ain't giving you no less

Ya know

(Verse 2)

You pop a ton of Molly, I got hoes named Molly

Imma stay fly 'till I die like Buddy Holly

At the drop of a hat I'll be dropping them bars that please

Ain't singing R&B, but I'll Usher in a new era

Tired of living in these other rappers poor regimes

Pushed back my whole life so now I push back boundaries

Now you don't wanna be 'round when I spit that anthrax

Young player getting mula getting up there with fat cats

Never showing break, I'm only showing promise

Put an end to your world as if my name was Nostradamus

Yeah it's all real it's real there's no doubt

It just goes to show that I goes to show out

Cause I don't just make this music shit, I make it well

And will until I walk away from it all like Dave Chapelle

That's why when I rhyme I make the grade, I break the scale

So this shit ain't obnoxious

It's just up notches

(Hook)

(Verse 3)

I go hard while the rest of y'all softer

Gotta live fast 'till I crash like Paul Walker

I'm so fresh and y'all fresh out of ideas

Watch you keep selling out while I keep selling out these arenas

It ain't even hard to kinda see

I'll do this obviously 'till your careers are obsolete

For sure a jock graduate of that Blue Mountain State

I'm Tryna bang Mary Jo 'till she can't walk for days

The best on a track like Dale Earnhardt

In terms of money y'all stale and only earn part

I can't help it that I'm the young prophet whose getting profit

Anything you want, I've probably already copped it

Walk up in the building with them car keys clashing

You can immediately tell that this is that new RC Magic

So pull out your hearing aids, and whip out your lighters

Cause this shit ain't obnoxious

It's just up notches