[Intro: Vic Spencer]
Ooh
Aw

[Verse 1: Vic Spencer]
[?] power in my possession
I scrap art and other motherfuckers use it for reference
A lesson to test it, mic checks and one twos
Testing my mic will leave ya’ lungs lose
Rap is as sport and I’m eating ya’ lunch food
I heard ya’ album, I slung that shit through a sunroof
I feel like my fist hurt more than the gun do
I read yo’ obituary, I ain’t put on the suit
Went to war and I ain’t even put on the boots
I did it ASAP, I just asked what would Warren do (Woo)
I take my laughter and sell it to not-so-funny comedians
I fucked the rap game raw and while we was fucking I kept pumping, she told a n***a to lеave it in
And add flavor to bland ass meals, I’ll lick her feet again
You wanna see thе evil that men do
Just put on my Versace shades, don't block the wave
I still live in the house that is windproof
I’m doing me on the other side of the door you can’t get into
You broke the dryer is the only thing that lynch you
It’s more to life, I don’t give a fuck what you been through
Before I pull off, have sex in my car, nothing gets on my nerves like a group text from my job
That shit explains why a n***a pissed off lately
Avoid mu’fuckers is what stop me from going crazy
(Fuck)
Everytime my phone ring, I pray to God it ain’t a motherfuckin’ group text
[Verse 2: Nickelus F]
Preaching to the choir, my n***a
Ayy look
I pulled my hand up through that crack in the cement, the rose grew out (What up)
Molted and I’m folding my wings before I flew out
And left you where the sidewalk ends right as the light in ya’ attic was getting blew out
The shells from the Silverstein boo-yow
One headshot not a shootout
My blood cousin told me bool out (Chill man)
But you know it ain't no stopping the shit
We all know the truth, it's a tough pill to swallow that shit
Came out that water on some duckbill platypus shit
Might run you over, my truck grill and splatter yo’ shit
And when you finally wake up, all you see is my silhouette standing in the vestibule
They piece you back together but I’m here to make a mess of you
Clap the whole planet with the hands of a celestial
You couldn't stop my emergence with the eternals
I’m driven, only drive that you got is an eternal
Y’all slob knob like corn on the cob and don’t miss a kernel
I'm a million dollar man, next to me you just a Virgil
And if I observe you driving off a cliff, I’ma watch you, I won't deter you
I got multiple rough drafts of yo’ obituary sittin’ in my journal
Screaming out for ya’ life in the basement but no one heard you
My mind is out this world but I promise I will earth you
And get back before curfew