You the dopest rapper writer that I ever seen before
Every time I read ya prose
I feen fo mo
Like bass from the needles or the speakers though
Before they blow
Make a wish
Turned 18 that don't make you an adult
Groundhog I ain't scared of ya shadow
Blues in the battle
For union
Communion
Drink blood with the pastor
Cobwebs in the rafters
That's a work of art
Don't get tangled up
In the heart of the silk or the satin
Magic carpet ride look like Aladdin
That's how I dodge traffic
Grab hold of the tassels
To the left to the left as a sign that you graduate
To the right where they bang for what Hoover say
But I only pick sides when I make a plate
I ain't even gotta rescue
My fam all covered
It's raining in the burbs
But my fam all covered
Dodge left
Then I charge at the challengers
First time hearing me but no I'm not a amateur
All snap
I was in the
All black
I was in the ball cap
Meaning it was all bad
But I came
From the north side
Of Atlanta where the boys ride
I was like church boy
For the church on Dr King drive
In the hood
I was good everywhere I went
Little homie
I was good
I done had respect
Little homie
I went head to head with the best
When everybody tried to flex
It was time to press
On God
Nowadays y'all be trying to flex on God
Nowadays y'all be trying stress on God
I come from the era where
Devil wasn't welcome here
We was really tryna make him bless all y'all
Capiche
Ain't that Italian as mobstas capiche
Ain't that as branded as mark of the beast
Ain't that as handsome as me
When my hair long as Samson's would be
You agree when you nod to the beat
Enemies enemies enemies
Threes enemies
Reasons to be
Reasons to me
Reasons for God
Reasonably
I presume to resume seasonally
Ha haha ha
Yo jokes is not funny
Yo rap albums are
Ha haha ha
We clap cause you done
Don't think this applause
My Cuban cigar is smokin
Lock all you want
Bet yo car'll still open
I can be faded and focused
But I prefer sober and potent
Officer officer
Sorry I'm speeding
I promise I have a good reason
Oh you want me to tell you that reason
If I did you would never believe me
I can see demons
Uh
I ain't one running
I'm chasing em out of town
They been making these stupid sounds
I came in the name of God
He said He gone bring thunder down
Ain't no run around
Since I do not run around
But these verses I'm laying down
Known to wrap around
I'm lyrically rapping round
These extensions ain't running out
I'm plugging my outlet now
I gotta stay grounded
My energy wild'n out
Nick Cannon style
Huh
That's just what I reference to show you
Variety now
I multi-tap all on society now
A wrinkle in time is the irony now
They wired me down
And stereo switched from the mono I cite to the crowd
I feel like we have just begun
I'm open to what they be saying to me
HipHop is my home
And you can do all things through Christ
Except playing with me