[Intro]
N***a this fucking rap game Is my slave! Thats some G-Shit Motha Fuckas' ain't ready for this one!

[Verse]
All N***as that this rap game Is my fucking home my fucking KINGDOM! N***a Bouta' feel the heat he bouta' get a damn syndrome, N***a here comes those fucking drums! Yo' Girls pussy Is 10x the size of some fucking plum, I'll make her moan I'll make her hum, My raps are fucking fluid the only thing you can fucking do Is ruin' N***a I got those vuitton bags I got them' Louis bags, Now It's time to put some fucking wisdom, You'll get a sympton In yo' system you just one of those victims all these flat ass earth N***as Bout' to he round when they squashed by a piston, Ya know the pussy I always be fisting, Now don't show this to yo' kids It's restricted And don't be a wicked, I Already feel my fucking death It's about to be predicted

[Verse 2]
I'm damn fucking combative! N***a will get his shit fucked when he's distracted, Now thats a fucking tactic. I'm fucking schematic, Ain't no N***a yelling ain't dramatic I'm just some damn combatant! My bars can cause fucking terror you not understanding Is a error, My fans are fanatic! Seein' em' be mad Is traumatic! I can keep going non-stop N***a I'm automatic! I fucking hate those N***as who say there attractive yet those MOTHERFUCKA'S! Iq's are subtractive, Now try to imagine what I'm sayin' paint It in a canvas make my words abstractive! Make yo' Fucking friends see you art, They'll be reactive now It's time to nearly stop I'm getting to damn overreactive and now It's time to fucking be interactive

[Bridge]
Bars so fucking shiny like my career they diamonds N***a don't talk to me I'm no fucking simon, I'm just a roaring fire spitting lion and MOTHERFUCKERS KNOW I AIN'T LYING! Now try to solve these lyrics with science yo' scientists Will be answering questions y'all won't be fucking fulled with silence

[Outro]
Hell Yeah N***as! I destroyed that shit!