[Intro]
Aight, are we live for real, Tim?
Aight, London shit, history shit
Ya heard that?

[Verse]
Uh, whatever happened to quality music?
The body of students
Either high off molly or stupid
You n***as whack as hell
And not doing my numbers as far as math can tell
So blind please pass the braille
Know who really got your back, someone to stab you in it
Always tell 'em I'm the greatest, let me brag a minute
Make a couple platinum hooks with a jab incentive
Damn, this young n***a mad inventive
And now you other n***as lame as fuck, can't hang with us, not insane enough
I'm dangerous like a school shooter off of Angel Dust
Stop it, all your silly rhymes microscopic
I'm hotter than a Travis Scott concert moshpit
I dare you come after me, it'll be a catastrophe
Drop my first album, watch that shit be a masterpiece
All my own masters B, that's word to Master P
Flow like Uzi, punchlines on Cassidy
Gotta get it, no problem with it, a lotta digits
It's what I'm chasin' so I'm upgradin' my momma's kitchen
Designer linen and finer living is my intention
Don't try to stop me, I'll have you rotting inside a prison
Got bars like a jail cell, they're givin' 'em time
Other rappers wanna snake me 'cause my venomous rhymes
Asked you to sell your soul and you didn't decline
Godlike flow, my n***a, damn, that shit is divine
These n***as is swine
The sickest of rhymes, that you can feel
In yo’ liver and spine
And I’m still in my prime
Matter fact, I’m in the very beginning
All my homies I grew up with either buried or prison
Still carry the vision
N***as don’t want beef vegetarian livin
Try to keep it underground because Harriet did it
Lifestyle fuckin’ very exquisite
Motel 6, now we in a Marriot bitches
[Outro]

I love it
My flow is so cold, I love it
(Yeah)
I can’t take no hoe, In public
Yeah that, yeah that
Did I do okay Tim?
That wasn’t like, too terrible right?
Ohh, yeah I thought so man