Somebody better watch the kid cause I be taking shots of gin

And plus on top of ganja hits, I fucked around and copped a brick

Adrenaline is prominent, I might take some hostages

If this model bitch doesn't give your boy some acknowledgement

So much for being positive, psyche is kind of ominous

The voids in there are bottomless, but I'll prevail I promise it

I never fish for compliments, in fact I do the opposite

Cause hate gives me a reason to go all in when I body shit

I think I've gone nuts, I swear the ends upon us

Obsessed with getting songs done cause that is what I call fun

If for some reason I drop young, spread my name like wildfire

Cause I was one of the rarest types of rhymers

Don't assume that I'll retire, I'll be in my eighties feeding my desire

On the finest cypher dropping bars that hit like piledrivers

Who be as tight as Tyler, trying to cop some nice attire

Climbing higher, feeling like twice as hyper as Michael Myers

Want the family to be proud of me so I'm spending hours alone

Lyrically out of control

Soon to be counting my dough from getting rowdy at shows

And pleasing crowds with the flows, taught myself how to be dope

Now it's straight heat on every track, if you ain't expecting that

Go and take the exit path before you feel my deadly wrath

Homie I'm the best in class, that's why I'm progressing fast

You need to accept the fact that you will never set me back

Voices in my head say I'm supposed to record

Instead of lacerating skulls with a sword

My life is dull to the core so there ain't a point in showing remorse

You'll get thrown to the floor and beaten till you're broken in fourths

I'm on road to the morgue with another motionless corpse

You ain't never seen this amount of devotion before

You can catch me in the studio posted up with an ounce of pot

Downing shots of alcohol, making tracks that be sounding raw

Bitch in my DM's looking fine as fuck with her Calvin's on

Telling me that I can smash without a cost

That deserves a loud applause, got to work around the clock

Making sure this album rocks, bitch it's time to crown the god

Astounding y'all has always been a goal of mine

So whenever I hold the mic

I got to bring the dopest vibes

Diss me and you won't survive

I thought I fucking told you guys I copped a sword to off some heads

I'm bout to have the scene look like shit from the walking dead

Here's a fun fact, when I tell you that this blunts fat

I mean that shit so gimme a second to turn my lungs black

I go up and don't come back, I'm a gravity defier

All you rappers who be liars are bout to get ravaged in a fire

Got some matches and a lighter, with the passion of a fighter

Until my absence isn't minor and my jacket is designer

I'll be loading up the coffins, flowing on some boss shit

It's the fucking come up and you got to trust the process