[Verse 1]
Canadian, so I say "Eh"
I been chillin' out in BC
I been working on my defense, no I don’t ever make it easy
I'ma do this till I rest in peace, and everybody worshipping my effigy
Quick spit when I spray rounds but I gotta slow it down like H-Town
IPod listening to J rock, I might switch to K-dot
LL Cool, Eminem, public enemy or Gang Starr
ODB, Styles P
School boy Q, on repeat
You know we can't stop
If they do not know who you are, just keep on just giving em hell
I put the S on my chest when I'm doing this, you know that I’m never going to fail
I got superpowers, I'm locked in, got bars down to a T
I'm so bright now, I need ray bands just to block out the UV’s
I’ve had enough of you, I’m makin W’s, you making number 2’s, that's gotta go
Don’t wanna trouble you, I cannot suffer through you and your other tunеs, I gotta go, yo
X-Men flow, went Rogue, brought a Storm in
Why so sеrious, you know I'm just joking, ha
Caught them sleeping on me, I don’t care I'll let them sleep
They couldn’t catch a break, so they had to catch some-
Caught them sleeping on me, I don't care I'll let them sleep
Couldn't catch a break, so they had to catch some Z's

[Interlude]
Alright, let's try something a little different now, ayy, yeah
[Verse 2]
Number 1 up in my league, like my jersey said 23
Making everybody forfeit
To be honest with you, l won't lose sleep (no)
Watch me count sheep, yeah, I been sky high
You gonna need a high dive or a sky dive just to high five me
Devil on my shoulder, triple six talk
God is on the other with a plan, shout to 6 God
I know that I’ll get mine, I don't have to ask God
I been hitting triple sevens every time I hit slots, jackpot
Asking questions to an 8-ball, I been having some awakenings
Feeling like I been on cloud 9, I just grew myself some angel wings
Top ten when I drop dead, heavens open as the angels sing
Up so high, nose bloody like Eleven, but I seen Stranger Things
Holy verses like the 12 disciples ghost writing
But it’s just me myself and I, no need to co-sign it
No violence 'cause my words will leave them crying
And I put it all on tape, I gave 'em 13 Reasons Why
I’m making music for me, you make music for teens
This Hip-Hop Kid’s Bop, it just isn’t for me
Oh you write sweet sixteens? Hah, gimme a break
Oh wait, forgot about your fifteen minutes of fame