Skit: "Hello? Hi! Yes! Good morning Mrs. Genius, your son Leslie was absent from homeroom today. He left me a note saying

“sorry my guy, I’m going on an open mic tour.”

I’m not really sure what that means but just wanted to make sure he’s okay, don’t want him to be hanging with the wrong people

Alrighty! have a good day."

Fuck holding grudges on my momma niggas passed that

I’ve been in my luggage, counting commas, til the math add

We gone get the last laugh, pull up where you nap and the stash at With the black mask, then go blast that

That’s that

Niggas yap until they in a glad bag

Give you dap, but ghosting when you down bad

See you wack, if you even allow that

You get put down in the same city you crowned at

I’ve been on my nip shit

Ever since they killed him, I’ve been living different

Plotting on a million

Took my pot to piss in, turn it to business

Multiply the digits, this right here's my ticket

I ain’t talking Charlie

Bitch I’m hardly at the parties

They told me to get my weight up, but It’s getting hard to spot me

No cloning or carbon copies, I swear these niggas is not me

They saying it’s not my time, well why these niggas tryna clock me

You can’t stop me

Skit: "Hello? Hi! Yes! Good morning Mrs. Cokas. Your son Zack was absent from homeroom... He left me a note saying “Fuck this, I do what me say, and me say party everyday.”

I’m not really sure what that means, but it is extremely disrespectful and that type of..."

Champagne cork how I'm busting off the top

I be from the town where they be growing all the crop

I start Intervening when they talking all the talk

Was bout a baby when little Jenny claiming she was from the block

Our little project 'bout to drop

Redenbacher's honor

Ain't no option but to pop

Searching for nirvana

Wish Cobain had missed the shot

Look in my mirrors check appearance cause the problems that got

It ain't yo fault but your time's up

Pig picking it gone be your legs that I'm tying up

Incision, I'mma cut the beat if you trying us

Still snitching, I can smell an op when you lying to us

Made it this far, so who the fuck stopping us

Calling Pete Rock for the beat I keep knocking up

Got her plan B, cause my seed wasn't option 1

Having fun, leave her in the morning for a coffee run

Bout my business

Quick to finish

You wanna witness

Division fuck all that man y'all been sinning

My opinion, talk to me like a real Christian

My mission impossible with your gospel

That's why I keep rapping on these beats to make it possible

Bopping to me in the morning baby It's not optional

Watching news stories I just treat it like an Audible

Driving in the car seat look behind me and it's all the bulls