[Part I: prod. Lahjdon]

[Verse]

I came to say that I’m back

Up in here and fucking up rap

Program this shit

Got B that’s basic

I don’t C that shit

As swift with yo bitch

I command this shit

And RAPID with the bars

While I scratch this shit

Go grow a oak

As I flex this shit

Python hitting deep

As I dog yo bitch

I’m a dogmatist

God damn

I’m rapping it all

Songs everyday I ain’t hitting no walls

Living this world god damn it’s so small

The bigger you get the greater the fall

Shit I was walking when you had just crawled

All you enthralled

Going for broke no way to break y’all

Shit I was popping before the roll-call

Bitch

[Part II: prod. Temous]

[Verse]

Lounging and scrounging

I’m looking for the future

Ahead of my time

I’m the time box mover

Always in my prime

The perpetual ruler

Iced out quick

Always got my jewler

On speed dial

Got money in piles

Been flying for miles

And smilе as I land here

One beer lеft

But I’m sorry I just can’t hear

Can’t see cents

Since my senses have been lost and

Cost and frost

And tossed up in a lot of sand

And never cared though

Sneeze on the beat

I’m sorry for my air blow

Where go

I’m killing every dare thrown

At in my way

Nat here to say

Annoying ass bitches

Fucking on a mistress

Miss dressed for the occasion

Blowing up planets

I’m stacking more kills

Than freedy and jason

God he’s so abrasive

I’m sorry I just murder though

I’m taking down these buildings

Taking out these girders bro

Panties and garters go

Keep on the stockings

I’m gotta thing for sexy hoes

Give you apoplexy bro

And sip down a pepsi whoa

[Part III: prod. JesTer]

[Verse]

I got that charisma

Like my name is something krishna

You bitches all act

Like you worthy of Alicia

Rapping up the game

Man I'm a practitioner

And I got the keys

And all the ya fucking listeners

General militia

Y'all my fuckin prisoners

The game is a war

And I'm to win her

Then take her out to dinner

And after three dates

I dump her and don't miss her

Ha, damn

Y'all talk shit

But never hit any ammo

I take a hit

And kill em in they sandals

God damn

Y'all wonder where the fire starts

I'm the one who started it

All this for the art of it

I'm the reincarnated archerer Artemis

Y'all fowl more

Than a hockey playing baseball

I'm like jockey

How I got yo punk face mauled

I've been in a writer's block

Since I had peeled for

This beat beat my ass

Now here for the field goal

God damn

All day and tomorrow

Imma keep going

Till my face broke and eyes closed

Keep my eyes on the prize

I'm so high still rise though

All you bitches cry

At the criticism I throw

I take the critics a

Nd I make shit wise bro

I'll Install a ruby

Straight to my eyehole

Bitch I am crazy

Got a uzi for a side-hoe

Y'all ain't no half of my wit

You will kill for

I ain't tryna start shit

But imma make a quick war

I quickdraw bitch

All my wits at the highest

You bitches ain't shit

And I'm ya fucking highness

Sneeze on the beat

I am sorry for my sinus

I bless myself

And tell it to the primus

You wish you could spit

Up here with my dryness

My verses keep sticks

Like I'm a damn pinus

I'm never with that shyness

Talk to me in the street

Imma keep it righteous

Then steal from yo ass

I'm sorry for my slyness

Lil Wayne had hit me

Up for a fucking feature

I said "nah bro

You ain't in the picture"

I am the top

That's just how it is bro

2, 3, 4

Is set for the kids though

Might hang myself

From my family tree

Cause ain't no one after

Be better than me, oh