[Intro: Drake]

"I waited 4 days, n***a
Where yall at?"

(Gunshot)

[Verse 1]
I never thought you would bob and weave on sparring with me
But now you know I can’t show restraint, so be honest with me
Do you know, that in this game, there's no kind and simply
I’ll go out on a limb and aid in showing your fans your lines are empty
Now this right here, I won’t bar to death, just a couple shots
Cuz ya boy done touched more flows than an Otterbox
I’m kinda sloppy, turned dissing you to a honest hobby
Meet Kamikaze
Simon says it’s the end of you carbon copies
Now who gon stop me? Oh you? To each it’s own
I truly thought about killing you to unseat the throne
But Apollo bro, I’m a God in my own rite
And your silent just goes to show that you don’t write
Go to your page, it’s more selfies than rap bars
Then got the nerve tweet about me, you act hard
I’ll Akbar, show you the pump, then boonk gang
Then 6 9 wit yo bitch, tell her I’m Bruce Wayne
Or Batman. Or Dark Knight. That’s on deuce gang
Now you hear how fucking dumb sounds to reuse names?
Now who playin? Young n***a I'm Usain
You shoulda responded to me but now I’m taxin and you payin
I CHOOSE YOU
N***a, no Mewtwo
Leave your white tee Magenta
They lookin for blue’s clues
It’s tracks that I cruise through
Straight facts that I bruise crews
And for any other shitty rap acts, I’m a loose screw
Sit back with a deuce deuce
And kickback til they choose truce
While watch em gasping for some air like they hanging from a loose noose
Honestly, I couldn’t wait for the summertime
And since I’m back, imma show the world this run is mine