[Verse 1: Da Instructor]

Man, I been waitin' for this

To make commercial niggas take a left

Here's the right man, yes I hit ya up

Knees buckle up like a seatbelt

Here's bad hell for your fakin'

I'm takin' the steel piece mic from ya

I hate ordinary styles, sittin' here, wonderin'

How in the hell ya niggas think your rhymes is well

Instructor Richmond Last Warrior, lettin' ya niggas know

Temporaries can't front bruh

That's the most shows, know what I'm sayin'