Ayo I write best and mic check the nicest artist
My flight just departed my life ain't even started
We on before august, so peep the real hip hop
Rappers never listen then they miss it like a trick shot
This shit hot, you just got the package of heat
Them rappers gon' need to step the game with ladder on steep walls
And seek knowledge keep the garbage
Caesar salad mcs like them greens, while I'm leaning with the chorus
Leave the bodies in the coffins, pray for those who lost souls
Let the boss show I surf god's flow on off roads
I'm addicted to music I don't snort coke
But i stay fly never lie and get a broad nose
Pinocchio life, I need a tropical mic
But if you spit flames i switch game nothing but ice
I should have killed the half-assed rappers never had skill
It's sad still. So pass few rounds when I mad chill
I'm tryna go to war like muslim and jews cuz stupid shit get million views
Duck or the news say civilians flew
Land rhymes like landmines I am tryna perfect kill
With cold flow thermo zero, verbal hero, on the real
King of this earth since birth. I sprint first
My brother dispersed so I could spit a sick verse
Yeah I'm still breathing,big ups to mom
Probably this much to disgust or misjudge your son
But I'm just having fun, never mean wrong, but it's been some
Time since i turn a clean song to machine gun
It means I decapitate rap heads
They tryna pack lead and shoot, that's the real reason boombap dead
I miss the 90s flow freeze me like it's 5 below
These vagini rapper only ini mini miny mo
Money mo problems, but I ain't gonna fall
Cuz i spring like autumn, every song on the album