[Intro]
Mmm, Posh, Uh, Listen

[Verse]
Moving like Hannibal with all this gore, (Rah)
Make man bottle, not talking cork
When I land a punchline, man ran like I swear he was caught in Corke. (Ireland)

So what you talking for? (Why?)
Man I will platter you like a smorgasbord, (Bam)
And I will hammer you like you’re warring Thor, (Huh?)
And I’m a samurai like I walk with swords

No katana, rather
Hit you in the back of your heart like bad karma, (Bang)
You’re gonna want a plaster
Dropped in a clash and you’re dead when you touch the floor like it’s lava. (Burned)

I see words like a puzzle on a page, (Huh?)
There were times I was struggling to pay
In a job I was hustling a wage
Now I’m tryna get green off raps like I’m smuggling the grade

Had bars from school days so nobody can say that I ain’t practised, (Can't say that)
I want a tight grip on bands like elastic
Your bars are bad for the planet, plastic. (Done)
You are the baby, I am the baptist
Flames, nobody can match it
If you wanna come in the game and talk mad shit
Then you better settle for death or start hatching...

Plans. (Bow)
I wanna stack these grands, (Stack it)
And if you really wanna clash me fam
You’ll get wet like when a bad b bangs
Cos I’ve got juice like a battery pack

You’re shit what I spit is actually nang
Naturally dank
If you wanna try making a tune that actually bangs
Then you better try writing a punch that actually lands. (Write one)

You’re dead up
I’m tryna be in every house like my name was ketchup
I cook flames so I beg you come out the oven if you ain’t tryna get your bread up. (Get bread)

I want cheddar on top
I bring the spice your pepper not hot
With the bars better bet I’m on job
That’s why you’re gonna ride my dick like you peddle on cock. (You're gonna ride it)

And I don’t shot, no I’m not trappin', (Nah)
I’m not from the block, and I’m not clappin’, (Nah)
So I know that I’m just like half of the scene 'cause half of them actually gassin’
"Wait you’re not on this gang ting?
So why don’t you focus on acting?"
'Cause if you’re hung like a moose then you better do porn so I guess I better fuck up this rap ting. (Bow)

But let’s set it aside
I grew up with rich kids living generous lives
Who sniff K, hit raves on a ketamin vibe
But not coming from money I couldn’t ever align. (Huh?)

Then I met the guys now I settle in fine
I’m not telling a lie, I feel better inside
The white guy with a devilish mind is gonna get on a flight with Semtex and then set it alight. (Go boom!)

I've been through hell and it’s fine
Dad died at 18, lot of pressure in life
Dark thoughts, I thought they’d get better with time
Genius or insane I could never decide. (I'm not sure)

I guess I’m an intelligent guy
I just wanna fly high like a pelican tries
They used to laugh at the kid, but soon the whole world’s gonna watch like they’re checking the time