[Chorus]
Dyllie, I came from the stix (yeah)
All I been making is hits (yeah)
I put the tape on a disk (yeah)
I ride this beat into orbit, yeah
I feel like all of these rappers my kids
And I can't let my children be orphans
Listen, that was a bar I just spit
If you're feeling offended, ignore it, lower

[Verse]
Look, I wear the socks with the Chacos
Mad 'cause I dress like apostles
They prolly hated Picasso
Locks hanging, like Samson
I got mmm bops like Hanson
Middle Tenn' and I'm militant
Man, I told my dog this ain't Kansas
I'm not your average lil' rapper that's cappin' on tracks
All of your tracks sound like Cat in the Hat
I prolly rap about anime, maybe Anne Hathaway
Your granny say that it slap
I got the Tribe and my boys on my back
I got the cross of the Lord on my back
You steady slacking, I'm foreign to that
Wrote this at four in the morning in fact (hey)
Look, I don't got time to retweet
My city love me like Chief Keef
My city love me like Kiki
Dodging coyotes like meep meep
None of these rappers could see me
2024, I'm runnin', yeah
Might make my baby my VP
Rest in peace to Phife Dawg
​indie tribe, going tribal
I'ma shine my light, dawg
Even if they cut my lights off
Flow sick, need Lysol
Going viral off my bars
Gotta watch out for the Hulk Hogan's
Twenty-four inch pythons
[Chorus]
Dyllie, I came from the stix (yeah)
All I been making is hits (yeah)
I put the tape on a disk (yeah)
I ride this beat into orbit, yeah
I feel like all of these rappers my kids
And I can't let my children be orphans (hey)
Listen, that was a bar I just spit
If you're feeling offended, ignore it