I've been having dreams since the motherland
Cobra clutch a folgers cup and cream on the other hand
Knowledge and profit i ain't got no other plans
I kept it at a hunned since i came out my mother man
I don't really care how you spit hot or get high
Raised in this rap thing like chris rock in bed stuy
Wanting to rap since i heard big pac and em nas
Get caught with red eyes and mid plot i'm the dead guy
I'm a stolen product of bra** k]nuckles and golden proverbs
Go grab the throne / i'm that the one that hold it proper
Take every bit of meditation cause i'm flowing chakras
Take every inch of medication till i'm going bonkers
Never inspect a broken locker
My baba taught me to reject every an open offer
You gonna be choking off an open box of molton lava
So matter what you say you'll always know i'm hotter
Barbarian ability
Bars carrying the military
Go far and scar the industry
Look at the stars and hard symmetry
Tar stickity
Barging far and l ain't jittery
Cuz you know bar for bar, ya'll ain't sh*t to me