This shits fucking majestic
The best shit that your ears could ever get with
And yes you bet that you have fucking guessed it
Louis Hammock back again just to wreck shit
Weak rappers trying to work with me
What the fuck I look like C U N T?
C O N R, with the A to the D
Add an H and a D what you find is me, g
But this ain't a fucking spelling bee
This is me with a pen and a sack full of weed
It's a heart deprived of L O V E
Screaming off with their heads like im Henry the
Eighth of lemon sorts lyrical venom
Call me Big Daddy Kane ain't no half steppin
In the shoes of a master don't step on dog shit
It's like your bitch is a gun I'm the fuckin target
You been buying clothes from the Target
Bathing Ape and Supreme cos im on some large shit
Something new dunno what to call it
White boy trynna work on the black market
In the back of an all black Toyota
Purple soda that'll leave you in a coma
Rhymes come fat like they written by Oprah
The bars from a stoner giving you a boner
Cos this here is hard as fuck
6th gear sipping beer cos I test my luck
I got ten bodies in the back of this pick up truck
This beats a playground and I'm running amok