[Verse 1: Peace Manuel]

I got that west coast flavor

I be cursin' like a sailor

It goes beats, rhymes, life, stick a knife through ya maker

Fuck the system and the government

Your style man I make fun of it

Wreck you

Disrespect you while I fuckin' be runnin' it

Fell back and legislate it while I was being degraded

Spent some time up on the mic while them other rappers just waited

Spun em around like a vinyl

They tryin' to take my title

Somebody please watch out this kid is homicidal

While emcee's be suicidal they might just need some tylenol or some codeine, to go green Jake the snake is so mean

You call me Jake the fake I'll pimp slap you with my gold ring

Bow your head in sorrow make you beg just like a dope fiend

This song is for the people who follow. This song is for the people who are scared. This song is people who are scared to be who the fuck they wanna be. There come's a time in life when you need to stop livin' at the top, but on the bottom. Start lookin' at other peoples point of views

[Verse 2:Peace Manuel]

Young MC Sonic with that G-Funk shit

I step on stage make your knee bones split

I be keepin' it realistic, they it keep materialistic

Sounds of mystic must've missed it come from Hemet that's my civic

Southern Cali's where I rest

But now I need to avoid this slug they put up in my chest

Never know when you need that vest

With these new rapper's I ain't impressed, need to get supressed they burn and loot

Cause they never really get shit except the broad end of my boot

This rap game like a fashion show with slow rappin'

Yes

Emcee's talk but yet they say nothin' like closed caption

My shit be like a code while it implode into my cypher rapper's spit the same shit rearranged like Peter Piper

I dont wanna be a fighter I wanna be a lover

But it seems like the only fool I got in this world gon' be my brother, but I ride for him like he ride for me

There's so much hate and rivalry while this pressure build inside of me

Fuck the world hope it end finally title me Jake the snake

Prayed to God before I started that verse. Shoutout to my brother, Thetic, I love you. Sendin' one out to Mother, my Father, who supported us along the way keepin' it real, and all the homies who dying to hear the First Amendment

[Verse 3: Peace Manuel]

Sonic is my title

But Sage is my chapter

So watch me put in work while they listen to me with rapture

While I turn my self-esteem into creativity

Bury all of my ego to capture my true ability

But I gotta give myself just a little bit of credit

Yes I was the one who said it but you still gotta respect it, check it

A white boy in black music, a silver necklace, ain't nothin' different we act stupid and dare to test this

No Ali G we kinda lose it like our adolescence

I ain't a gangsta or a thug so get the message

They told me Jake go make a cake cause you're fat go eat a steak

I preheated rappers until there was nothin' left to bake

They told me Jake grow up quit showin' your drawers

Bitch I turned man since I found I had hair's on my balls you motha fuckas

You motha fuckas