[Intro: Quentin Miller]
Yeah
This what you've all been waiting for... Ha-ha-ha
(First of All)
I'mma get some good strategy in after I fucking do this verse
Email this shit out
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
This ain't politically correct
This might offend my political connects
Make hip-hop fans literally upset
What happens next?
Your guess is as good as my guess
Soul searching, they took the soul from me
Old powers that be, they lost control of me
A new Quentin, I'm too different
The old one is, long gone
New beat, different song sung
You don't wanna have the bars bruh
We can box 'till your arms numb
I push my whip like a drop 'till that drop comes
I found out that you n***as can't stop what God plotted
The boy poppin'
More money and girls and more clothes options
At all times keep it a hundred thousand
Song sung worldwide, made in my momma housing
Making hip-hop history, that's what I'm about
[Refrain: Quentin Miller]
This ain't politically correct
This might offend my political connects

[Verse 2: Sy Ari]
Yeah, I see they're literally upset
But I ain't the n***a that you physically could check
Plus I'm who they lyrically respect
Cause they was sleeping on me, when I didn't even rest
Ain't impressed by, what you can bench press
How you know the game, when you ain't ride the bench yet?
Cause these n***as counting what we ain't even spent yet
But check positive pregnancy tests, I know you heard 'bout the kid
But I could care less 'bout what you heard I done did, ya dig?
That's food for thought I get my words out the fridge
We gettin' too old for this shit, I feel like Murtaugh & Riggs
I was taught to conceal my lethal weapon, in uh
They look that gifted cause we was present
I told Quentin "We got 'em, just gotta keep progressing"
They wanna heal a stuffy nose like he congested
Now peep the method
They'll try to say they ain't see them text's
So when it happens
They'll act like they ain't received the message
Just keep left and proceed to exit
The season where demons compete with legends
We blessed
[Refrain: Sy Ari]
This ain't politically correct
This might offend my political connects
(Yeah, yeah)