Heed my voice hoe
My words prophetic
Feel my words jab kinetic to your skull 'till it's dull
Pull my tikos to the back like a mullet when it's hectic
Only scratch the surface but you know these bullets need no medic to extract
Contact lost to some of my friends
Claim to keep it straight i'm watching it bend
I am my father's fucking son is you dumb
It's time to come to your sense now don't pretend i wasn't nothing now i'm high on demand

Yeah i'm high on demand
Hype is a hell of a drug
I'm in a game of tug of war with my fam
Tikos telling me to watch my back
Now i'm back on my shit
Watch where you step on my land

"I'm in the gravel pit"

Sitting with my words on my lap
Rolling with the punches
U sit down with all your crap
Acting left field while tikos still doing the dab
Clap clap
I be taking three shots like i was trick with the hat
Pshh nonsense
Walking with a target on the back of my conscience
Dealing with this shit like i be taking all these profits
Assalamualaikum it's Kareem coma prophet
Catch a punch like it was hockey
Running all these shit like you be thinking i was bossy
I'm a lone ranger fucking call me Reemosabe
I'm a known danger ducking bodies with my posse
Pussy