[Verse 1]
For underground metaphors how deep must you drill
Just to reach the black gold known as a J-live flow
The comprehension, mind you
Is probably too deep for followers to find you
Son need I remind you
Pay attention
Cause when the pen hands come quicker than the wise eyes that thought to be light years ahead
If it is dear
Just watch this
Catch "Right there's"
And "Ooh yea's"
Oh yea Cause D took the bass out in spin and put the snares there
Don't fiend for props when you finally get the idea
I know you getting warmer but you still nowhere near
Close enough you need to relate
I've been fly since America had 13 states
Fertilizing on beats
Found in buy you back waters swap meats
They get up in that ass like feets with cleats
So the same MC's that claim streets elite
Are have dreams of defeat
And they can see bed sheets
I greets mics like Rosa Parks greets bus seats
Cause who needs permission when its flavor this sweet
And half of y'all is wishing you can snack on these treats
But biters catch cavity creeps
So i suggest that you mind your P's and Q's from A to Z
Cause Z's inhale still entail earthquakes
And leaves no room for mistakes
So if your vision's blurry
Its mind will do a double take cause