Ayo I write best and mic check the nicest artist My flight just departed my life ain't even started We on before august, so peep the real hip hop Rappers never listen then they miss it like a trick shot This shit hot, you just got the package of heat Them rappers gon' need to step the game with ladder on steep walls And seek knowledge keep the garbage Caesar salad mcs like them greens, while I'm leaning with the chorus Leave the bodies in the coffins, pray for those who lost souls Let the boss show I surf god's flow on off roads I'm addicted to music I don't snort coke But i stay fly never lie and get a broad nose Pinocchio life, I need a tropical mic But if you spit flames i switch game nothing but ice I should have killed the half-assed rappers never had skill It's sad still. So pass few rounds when I mad chill I'm tryna go to war like muslim and jews cuz stupid shit get million views Duck or the news say civilians flew Land rhymes like landmines I am tryna perfect kill With cold flow thermo zero, verbal hero, on the real King of this earth since birth. I sprint first My brother dispersed so I could spit a sick verse Yeah I'm still breathing,big ups to mom Probably this much to disgust or misjudge your son But I'm just having fun, never mean wrong, but it's been some Time since i turn a clean song to machine gun It means I decapitate rap heads They tryna pack lead and shoot, that's the real reason boombap dead I miss the 90s flow freeze me like it's 5 below These vagini rapper only ini mini miny mo Money mo problems, but I ain't gonna fall Cuz i spring like autumn, every song on the album