Intro
Yo, ya, yuh

Verse 1
I'm spitting artifacts
My art is fact
That I can hit a mark a mile away and keep the target intact
An artist with rap
Incarnate a track
Run laps till I'm gassed, light up a match
You sound like farts from an ass
I should give you a starter pack
Just to make it fair, otherwise you'll never get near
From where I started to where I'm at
Departed from Englewood with a map
Marked every single city from the USA to China and back
Marketed a clientele from my first draft
Then embarked on a journey I thought I had in the bag
Lethargic to how the world really worked
Life's a bitch, took me awhile to lift up the skirt
Introverted, herbs taught me how to flirt
Darkened inside like a superhero’s curse
Now marvel-ous when I intertwine with words
So I gargle verbs until beats in a herse, dirt-
-y when I disperse chlorofluorocarbon, ya heard?
This beat is now a carcass, not the first

Hook
I am hungry, Redenbacher
I ain't stopping, more to offer
Time is money, I'm spending dollars
Blow up like Orville Redenbacher
(Pop, pop, pop!)
Motherfucker
(Pop, pop, pop!)
I want better things
(Pop, pop, pop!)
Give me butter
(Pop, pop, pop!)
All gold everything

Verse 2
I flow claustrophobic closing in on goals
Holding on my nut sack
My nuts crack on ho-ho-hoes
St. Nick with a rap
A present as I pre-sent my mental highs and lows
Life goes on I suppose
I pose a threat
To Emcees coming to cut my throat
I snap your neck then drink your brain through your nose
I love my friends but throwing bows to my foes
De-compose ya then throw a gre-nade for a rose
Provoke the face of evil like a hero
Not a normal human being like an Evo
Introverted, elope on the d-low
A dick head when I rhyme like a pee hole
If me to you is a ratio
Then it's Nicky G, kilo
To you, the zero
I'm a-list, you b-roll
Don't like my sound?
Think you got better flows?
I had to dumb it down cause y'all got the memory stow of an embryo

Hook
I am hungry, Redenbacher
I ain't stopping, more to offer
Time is money, I'm spending dollars
Blow up like Orville Redenbacher
(Pop, pop, pop!)
Motherfucker
(Pop, pop, pop!)
I want better things
(Pop, pop, pop!)
Give me butter
(Pop, pop, pop!)
All gold everything