I had to remind em
So I’m bout to shit on these rappers
Shoot at these actors
Life not a movie, so this not a stunt
Every time I go off, they all put on a front
They happy I’m gone cause they thinking I’m done
But I am the one, no Justin Bieber
If you want beef you get it, bitch I got a cleaver
My shorty a keeper, told her I’ll never leave her
(Wow) got so much heat you can catch a fever
I’m still going up and I don’t need a lever, won’t be a needle in a hay stack, cause everybody the same wack, with the same raps on the same tracks, talking maybachs, the same chick on the on a different dick, and the same dick on different lips, im so sick a this

Look, I be modest if I say I ain’t hot with it, to be honest, I use to think I’m at the top with it
They keep quiet, when I say it, so I think I’m overzealous
Now jealous, when I hear n***as spit it like me even better, then gotta go and give em something even better, with a little chedda, but screw it, cause I’ll never see Coachella, they hear this and ask who this follow (wow)

See I’m bout to stunt
Like I’m on bmx
What these bitches want, on my dmx
I just threw away my whole 50cent
Now I’m out of change and out range
I’m Outta a space like a martian
I’m no Marshall, not iron-man I’m no marvel
Shordy round like a marble

My poetry sounds like it’s Martin Luther’s Speech
Maybe that’s a reach, see this what you call beast
So many flows, call me teach, devil-fruit under siege, when will I find piece, maybe die like Reese
No second chance too believe
I’m bout to stunt like I’m Madison
Don’t ever compare me
I hate all comparisons
Got my suit straight off the manikin
They think friends are all savages
I do a lot of the damaging
Giving you fire in a beautiful packaging
Hoping you pay me my cabbages
Cause I need a chariot
Maybe a Benz , a McLaren yea