[Verse 1]
Guess who's back again?
I'm known to make a f**a lose oxygen
Been poppin since
PAC had the Glock in sh**
Hold up stop
Drop the pen
I have to f**ing make some sense
Ahhhh lemme stop
[Interlude]
[Hands up, Don't Shoot Chant]
[Verse 2]
Hands up, it's time for revenge
Y'all n***as not level with the kid
You surprise that I surpa**
All the wack rhymes that you kick
Young crack spitta, man my 3rd Eye with the sh**
Superhero vision
Got my heart in the freezer
Don't worry bout I
Cause the odds ain't even
I tried to push weight
But the weight wasn't lifting
Any n***a owe me then your life might be missing
You afraid of the night
You afraid of the $partans
You afraid of big balling
Chazz $iNO the lyrical spawner
Wanna ball like Harden
Snakes in the gra**
I gotta piss on the garden
No Melo, can't trade me
I'm too awesome
Big bossing
Stay flossing
Rick Ruban
Smoke Cubans
This world is so confusing
I do this
Lyrical abusing
These b**hes just steady choosing
This music I f**ing screw it
Matter of fact
I f**ing brute it
Any rapper that step up to it
I'll leave the mic bleeding and just mute em