[Verse 1: Reason]
Rest in peace to Obakeng
Son, I miss you everyday, I've been working like a slave
Making sure that I get paid, just to break these fucking chains
Make you proud from where you lay
When you see your uncles from this life
Just tell them I'm okay
They done taught me that life is short so I ain't got no time to play
I will end any career that'll try and stand in my way
If you interfere then I'll be there
When just a spear that take ya there
'Cause I'm an AK47 with a loaded magazine
How the hell can y'all just think I got a smaller [?]?
How the fuck is that a thing?
I don't wanna break the ice
The one you're treading on is thin
If you tempt me once again
I'll be pulling up like, "Skrrr!"
What you saying?