Yeah, I rhyme when my mind channels Mobb Deep
Sick like the sickle cell and ya don’t sleep
I’m saying my Holy Mary’s
Sitting in solitary
I’m writing rhyme schemes that making me legendary
In all fairness, I bring the rareness
So I don’t fault ya for bearing this unawareness
Mad scholastic, bring back book bap shit
Verbal gymnastics when I attack this
Weak, it’s plastic like the glass shit
Way too enthusiastic, rap? Quit
Sorry that I’m saying it, bullshit delaying it
Rhyme like a mac-10 packed in spraying it
The point of facts making you overreact
Hijack the track, deliver what you lack
I could run techniques all week
My mind is a reservoir, this is just a leak

Moms, Maria, Angel, back to me I
Gotsa get my grip cause I’m wading through the knee high
Believe I
Be Right
Where ya fucking left me
Realest of the real, ask around don’t test me
I gots a rope around my neck and I ain’t slept G
That’s just a euphemism, bruising every set piece
Sweet like nestle, hit ya in the chest piece
Especially when I say peace
Especially when I’m out see
A prisoner to signature style, hand calligrapher
Tried to leave the planet in a fit god dammit
Optimistic when I landed, feet planted I could stand it
Doing damage in Seattle, Doing damage in Atlanta
Never lost, never soft, never waiving white cloth
From many comes one and he’s standing in the front
Never lost, never soft, never waiving white cloth
From many comes one and he’s standing in the front

But here’s the truth, I’m already gone
Pen in my hand as I write my last song
You could never be bought
I love you a lot
I can’t make it stop, I’m crazier than my pops
What the fuck
I’ll look for you in the next life
Because I always knew that you would make the best wife
And I can’t do this in a letter
If I’ma go down, I’ma go down like a spitta