[Verse 1: Vin Jay]
Oh god I created a mess
Spoke truth and now these haters tryna pray for my death
When they come for me I tell ‘em aim straight for the chest
The walls I built around my heart won’t let em break through the flesh
You know
Superman’s in this bitch and immune to kryptonite
Flipping LSD on his tongue and taking a trip tonight
With black smoke in my lungs I rather be sniffing white
Off a kitchen knife while I drink and drive in a Fischer price
I ain’t coping with no emotional damage
I’m just trying to talk to the Holy Ghost while I'm manic
Overdose in a panic with broken bones and a Xanax
On open roads with a ratchet like Post Malone or mechanics
Whipping in this bitch like it’s midnight club
Making millions in my 20s bitch I feel like Russ
Coming straight from the underground
Greats never dumb it down
Any instrumental getting laced with 100 rounds

[Chorus: Cryptic Wisdom]
Boom Boom
Here we come better give me room
First body in my way is who I give it to
Who’s who
Never cared for the pick and choose
Living rough around the edge but the rhythm smooth
Never did it once for the fame or the love or the shame or the money look at me now
Everything I’ve done for the game never once for the gains you could never figure me out
[Verse 2: Vin Jay]
Since 18 I’ve been abrasive when I blazed a beat
Eraser clean cause when I wrote I never changed a scheme
Now seven days a week I wake up and I make a G
So when they throwing stones I lay em out this is masonry
But chasing dreams turned to rapping with a Violent motive
These fucking bums poppin off and I will not condone it
My rhymes potent every line they gotta stop and quote it
Popping overseas I write a song and let it drop in Polish
That’s International Homie
Your shit is actual trash so I don’t deem it an accolade when I’m lapping you
Talent dies Young
You’re not the one it’ll happen to
If y’all are on a wave
I’m about to let the kraken loose
Now there’s blood in the water just give me something to slaughter
You’ll see me swallow it whole like it was drugs at the border
“Any last words Vin?”
I would love to
Let me clear my throat, ummm
FUCK YOU

[Chorus: Cryptic Wisdom]
Boom Boom Boom
Here we come better give me room
First body in my way is who I give it to
Who’s who
Never cared for the pick and choose
Living rough around the edge but the rhythm smooth
Never did it once for the fame or the love or the shame or the money look at me now
Everything I’ve done for the game never once for the gains you could never figure me out