I'm on some shit you can't take
Constipate
My pace
And cadence
Is hard to replicate

Cameras on cable can't catch me 'kay you can't see me, meet me, or match me

Although I'm rarely striking niggas
I'm really striking, niggas
Handle bars like I'm biking
Black Viking nigga

Flows Vicodin tranquilizing
I'm tantalizing
You realizing
I'm barely even
In the horizon
Squint your eyes and notice I'm rising

You know I'm high when I write them
Literally going over your head then I drop em

Memorize and recite em
My verses like the bible yeah I got em as disciples liable for libel if they
Disparaging me that's blasphemy

Now in the past when I passed the blown glass my psyche had surpassed the overpass,
Over the overcast

I'm on the ninth nimbus with intangible thoughts
Only possible from eardrum and cochlea talks and
Good vibrations.. like


Uh ohh
U know I got the keys on lock and
I'm merkin any muthafuckin beat that y'all got in

Store I got more to offer than u got in stock and imma stock my bank
Never been poor yet my flows pour when I pore over lyrics so hot
It open up your pores

I'll be sitting next to Grammy 'fore I'm sitting on the rocker
My other half in UA that's why I'm drinking vodka

Your scouts ain't shit if I still ain't on the roster
Call the doctor
Killing this shit dirty kill the squalor Squad up my squad'll squash ya
Squally showers when I spit


Bumping dilated peoples
Influenced by B A B U
Got some THC too

ALC coupled with the alc and weed dude
Inspiration keep the bars on point like needles

It's easy to find me the haystack or the clouds I'm
Giant like "Hey Jack"
We go way back
I'm not evil

I don't need you
To tell me my morals
I got integrity I'm standing stout spitting off the steeple

I don't believe in God, just saying
Oh and I bought a couple souls from Satin, dos

One for the
Flows so you hold your nose
When I prose/impose I'm a pro smoking potent and dodging the po po

You niggas know no thing
About the cold snow spitting

I got the second one just to bargain for the bidding
I'm on the good side yet I sound so forbidding

Masticating beats masturbating them hooks
Foreboding
When that beat drops.. look.. like


Uh ohh
You know I got the keys on lock and
I'm merkin any muthafuckin beat that y'all got in
Store I got more to offer than u got in stock and imma stock my bank

Never been poor yet my flows pour when I pore over lyrics so hot,
It open up your pores

I'll be sitting next to Grammy 'fore I'm sitting on the rocker
My other half in UA that's why I'm drinking vodka

Food for thought this the opposite of your cannon fodder
Try to shoot me down with the Nina yeah I'll block her imma prosper
No triggers rather cup a couple knockers

Yet lyrically speeding evolution godly proper
Weeding out the weak ones listen to em holler

I feel the beat but absent pulse the moms are gon be somber call the doctor