[Verse 1]

This just the intro quick spit a pencil

Murder what you wrote in a week, thinking zombie

Corporate Mort Rainey, Hip-Hop Ain't Me (Amy)

Entendre psychological thriller eye secret window

To the soul

F--- this entourage genre popcorn, mascada

Coke, no hope, forgot about Ghana

Problems I solve 'em, put 'em all in that fructose corn syrup

Edwards scissor hands eating dinner

Cutting lines in the track staring in the mirror

MJ they didn't get to understand either (Ether)

Nas, I am rarely more It Was Written

Take it in Blood my compositions from start to finish

Better yet

Undying love for Amy though the game too Belly

Two Face, too peanut butter jelly

2 Pac

I miss ya

My lines started off dope, they just hope

They got a tight end Kellen Winslow

Child Rebel Soldier, coolest ni--a what?

Smoke beats catch ulcers under my tongue is posters

Of the great

My eyes closed and spoke Lasers, losers

Cyclops blind to you haters white tulips at your funeral

Out of respect I ain't looking down

Hungry spitting Food & Liquors, Lupe taught me blueprints

And so did Jigga

Rappers going popcorn

Give me a minute and forty-five to open up

Johnny Depp writer I don't bark I bite

Slow down 'for you turn into that yellow stuff

Fiasco's going on outside no man is safe from

Fiasco's going on outside no man is safe from

(Fiasco's going on outside)