[Verse]
My thoughts are mental penitentiary, slippery, filled with vocab
Those who aren't that into me victory hold my gonads
It's toe tags, I blow past passin' the intersection
Prayin' for every second, redemption, eternal blessing, I'm blessed
For the power as it showers from the heavens remember
I asked my reverend his favorite number was seven, my favorite number is three
So what does that mean? He said you'll make it to the heavens, you're just stuck in between
I asked my nannykins she helped me
What do I have to sacrifice?
Said you only in the middle just to live a happy life
Up on there is the devil, above you is the king
While you resting in between you hold your head up and you sing as she told me to kick a verse
He know that it's true, he created that gift, then he gave it to you
Took it, ripped the paper off, and what did I see?
I was handed an empty box it look like nothing to me
But inside was a prize weight, traded in some sneakers
I was given the ability to bang in all your speakers
And prove to you n***as that you are truly weaker
Don't even deserve a feature creating this evil creature
Demons that you believe in is the reason I'm hot
Blood of Jesus make me believe this is the reason you not
I'm sitting right next to Hova, we're discussing Jehovah
My soul is from the heavens with everlasting control of every city and every state
Check my beat, see any cake
We're talking about my bank, the reason that I'm irate
I'm eating off the dinner plate and you faking to please the fake
I started from the bottom and you only believe in Drake
Only believe in Kendrick, favorite rapper is Jigga
Music my Holy Grail, truthfully I'm that n***a
Vicious, interceptive, perception is still neglected
Only way to be respected have your shorty get the neck
And avoiding mental connections, paying to sit in sections
Just to get a closer view of my necklace but I just hit checking
From perfected electric, this shit is shocking
Current situation might require several blockers, a posse
No Biggie, who shot ya?
Probably getting shots as they got you
Spitting proper like Blocka
Check my roster, my father told me to chill Mike
Your mother n***a's not ready
And getting fetty, it's deadly to see you real, Mike
Like fuck you if you did that deal, Mike
Well, I'mma make it on my own
By then they wanna kill Mike
Murdering n***as don't feel right, yeah, right
Kill my competition so trust, I know what it feel like
Bang beats with a steel pipe
Sure to get the steel pipe
Wanted to cut me off but turn around and you still bitin'
I don't get it, your fighting, it be so different
But imitating my image is the way it make me livid
Out of my mind that might explain
Take my time it's not too late
Look at LeBron, he got his ring
And he's still up on the top, man, go and hate
Look like prom when I drop that fire
They dressed in their suits
Know you're gonna cock it back and still pressure the suit
What's up?
[Outro]
Yeah!
I'm back on it!
This for my city!
Yeah!