[Tony]
Fuhhh_k! I'm just an Average Jones, living in the Status Quo
Chillin' on the Patio, puffin' on a pack of smokes
Sippin' Tassimo, bumpin' Al Jarreau, spittin' rhymes like Axle Rose
Battlin' Toes, and rockin' at the Fashion Show, cruisin' on a paddle boat
Down the gravel road, always the last to know
But I'm steady and grindin' in this Acid Pro, making my flow so dope
With my Apple phone, I'm sippin' a morning coffee, (Mourning coffin)
Sorta wobbly, but I'm killin' this rap hobby
Snapchat, I'll snap back with a dope rap
Lab rat in the lab, cookin' beats on the map
Aflac, quackin' like a duck, no slack
A backpack full of bombs, ready to attack
Black cat, crossin' my path, just like that
Snack pack of dope bars, my lines are intact
Wack rap ain't my style, I laughed at
Hazmat, my lyrics are toxic, like they're dangerous combat
I spit rhymes that'll enthrall
From a Neanderthal to modеrn man evolve
Benеath a canyon wall, I'm standin' tall
I can't recall when I was small, Hammond Hall
Rhetorical questions, my form of expression
A morbid obsession with rap profession
For a minute lesson, my rhythm in progression
So, I'll leave you amazed, with this lyrical design
No need to recall, I'll make history, no decline
While I'm standin' tall, with a flow that's so refined