[Intro]
“It's go time. That’s what I'm on, bro, I'm-
I’m doin' today- I- I tried to make today the ‘rap-rap day'
(What was the other days?)
Yeah I tried to…
…on everything. Oh, it's go time. That's what I'm on”

[Verse]
Collard greens helped a lot of dreams
Hip-hop savior I shell but don't see the policy
The policy is a lot of keys to unlock what they adore / a door
Inside a room filled with a lot of trees
I stick to what God said, I don't try to leave
Be fruitful as a promised deed
The Garden of Eden tying the plot of Eve
Hold a lot of demons
Put them in Hell, yet I ain’t try to breathe
And since I retrieve
Lead to a plot of war still wouldn’t help your buzz
I'm not appeased, devils I’ll box you all without wallabies
It's not as eased to jot as Jesus
Never shake hands with those who show with rotten sleeves
They Harlem Globetrotter, trick-shotting dishonesty
The problem be a morning in time of grieving
Get by the evening, odd or even
Back to the block play, who gon' try the defense?
Deep in pot of steaming, hard rock, whipping up lot of fiends
Gas cut, so a halfway rock
The pot look like cottage cheese
So I try to freeze it, breakin' down powder push
Just to hop my G’s up
White boy evil, we sold the block to Frieza crop
The cream of the crop just to rock the team up
Glocks and beamers inside the Beamer
Lockers, guard fighting for his life, but we ain't cop Akitas
Cop a key, proper wrap dry
State to state clock of teasers
Time running shorter
Known with a Rolex, that's an awkward feature
This the shit the block would teach us
Money or clout, buzzing can't stop the leeches
Haters come out the bleachers
They out for preachers, pastors, family car wash pot and deacons
The doubtin' deepens
Youth fountain leaking, heal like a mountain peaking
Down the creek, frowned and reeking
Your inner geek profound to speaking
Surrounded by a town of cheating
Glock gave him side holes, but no sound of freaking
Pound to keep it tucked in the waist
This place is a town beacon without a bird mouth
103rd house, shots ring you down you leaking
Ground you sleep in town, knew you for pounds you keeping
Cops raid you; surround you, canine hound you frequent
Law they lay it down, but peep this
Breaching for feds the home of adrenochrome
Subpoena home, Silk Road is the penal code
But now I'm speaking style where we sit
Blooded like FEMA code
Dump the Nina but don't get shit, the prenup bowl
Broken house got me thuggin'
My crown is weakened by all this beef I'm faking
And GMO that's the G I'm on
Ouija board just to free the soul
The clouds is breeching out of reaches
Lead ya with every sub, fingerprints clean a poll
Prowling steepens
Eagle high, ego low, body down the creek is drowned and reeking
Must recover the ID profile, the features
The sound of detours, wrong way
Could be a long day, you Al B. Sures have been outted recent
Bar back by the bar, they say my style the precinct
Lyt came in and out to reset
Right under my wing is where you bow/'bout to be sent
The best to ever live before an album he just
In a space with you coward, rejects
This how I renown my respect
Go