{Intro}

Name’s Lil Bro

L-I-L B-R-O

I’m finna fight you, I’m finna kill you

I don’t know why you exist, but I’m gonna grill you

You think you can stand up to us (What?)

You think you gained our trust (Huh?)

I think it’s time to tell humanity why you suck

I’m finna fight you I’m finna kill you

I don’t know why you exist, but I’m gonna grill you

You think you can stand up to us (What?)

You think you gained our trust

I think it’s time to tell humanity why you suck, oh

(Verse)

Ay lemme hop in the flow

They call me T Y M E synonym for GOAT

I’m the king that I be, now draw back the moat

Lullaby counting dollars row by row row row

Peasant only I get effervescent

I’m a jester and even I think you’re incessant

Bout to compose a period at the end of your sentence

If you didn’t get it, I’m saying no more adolescents

My head is full of clutter, but a strange thing happened

I'm so butterfly my wings started flapping

My eyeballs are filled with recitals

Of Allen Poe, now my sentences are rapping

You so used to failing, you retake your pictures

Lyrics hot and ready got a nice mixture

Of puns, references, tailored for the listener

Uh oh, out of ideas, bout to use a Bible scripture

Riding the waves on the ice like Frozone

I'm the day, and at night, girls go loco

In May, I look nice with jeans and a polo

What they say? Shoot I might be in love with the coco

Fruity pebbles, make me tremble, what do I do

It’s quite simple, real simple, as the sky is blue

My bones quake at the sight of you

Can’t tell if it’s disgust or an interest I’ll follow through

Drink that ice tea, yeah

Keep it icey, yeah

Roll that dice g, yeah

Pay the price g, yeah

I know you want clout, is that what you’re about?

The flame in my heart won’t die out

People call me an NPC

But they don't who's king

And what the monarchy will bring

The mockingbird will sing

NPC stands for Non Playable Character

People in my area, I gotta carry em

Don’t got a Glock extended in my carry on

But I’ll make sure this trip is a scary one

I pray this album is gonna top the charts

I don't make songs, I make art

Rolling cart shopping at Walmart

My bars may or may not be smart, but they come from the heart

It beats with a power of a spark

Darker and it feels almost too dark

Harder and life almost feels too hard

Parker where's Peter I need him to lift a car

Tree bark, I need scars to feel far

Along a road I don’t belong

Felt like I've been shot in the heart

And I'm finna drift like a Mario go Kart

Mario go Kart? Mario go fish

10/10 and I’ll never ever miss

A single thread of my story and all hits

That’s a home run, baby, now go catch it