[Verse 1]

Tell me what’s a man without a pay and a loaded gun

A dead human

And I’m assuming that I’ll be the last one to stand up in this genocide

I’ll run for miles until I find a place to hide

Don’t try to call me a bitch

Call me Robbie Williams ‘cause I fucking love my life

I’ll never roll a dice but falsify the exit til I be satisfied

Who cares if you die? I’m a monster

Wanna see you agonize and recognize that I’m the master

Of the castle, ain’t no saviors in my mansion

Who are allowed or have survived

I make the rights, I make the wrongs

And you’ll be guillotined if you make creepy shitty songs

That’s the first rule of my own

You do not talk ‘bout Tisti ‘less you got a risky flow

And you must not talk about me ‘less you can rap

I was born in T.O. but I've always felt American

I ain’t talking N-A-T-O

I’m spittin bout the music and the way of dreaming

That I use til I be sleeping in a grave

With a radio while my record plays

Tryna spread a message

Send it where my grandma stays

I’ve never faced the bottom, but I’ve been down the line

That’s the classic story of the underdog

Tonight

It’s raining outside, but I ain’t got enough to lose

Since I learned how to rise I cheer every brick I move

‘Cause the road might be narrow, but I’ll splay it with my dick

“La di da di” boy, call me T Rick

[Hook]

I got the flow (x3)

[Verse 2]

And these people be like

“Who the fuck is this Italian guy? By the way he deranges me with his rhymes

I would tell he’s a tour guide, or maybe a taxi driver”

But the truth is that I could rap for the whole night and leave you starving

While they claim to be lawless and they’ll never be Tom Hardys

My only thought is money and that’s a thing I share with Cardi

When I step on stage everybody’s happy like Mardi Gras

In Canada

Kids playing on the ice, mommas cooking pasta

That’s not coincidental, stereotypical invention

I’m a classy handsome boy

Best M.C. in T.O

I avoid

Every wack rapper, backstabber

The ones that Petey Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers for

Who found themselves with cash and didn’t know what to do

“I rap” “Oh, you too?”

Almost 3k views on my first YouTube

Appearance

But I wanna surpass the million, walk a thousand billion meters

Now I’m worth a pair of dirty Adidas

Plus some pizzas and if I sell my rare stamps

I can reach a millesimal of Midas' possessions

This my lyrical aggression now tell me, did it impress you?

And if you say no

Either you’re on your menstrual or you’re a motherfucker

I’m the plug and a product at the same time

When the globe gon’ know my name

Don’t say “He ain’t advised”