[Verse 1]
I'mma show 'em how to do this
These s**as are acting foolish
With the sounds that they compose
Like, what they tryna accomplish?
These s**as are acting lazy
But they looking at me crazy
Cuz they see that I'm a Goodfella
Like the homie Scorsese
Beats, I gotta k** 'em
So I can demotivate 'em
Attack them in their condition
For saying that they're musicians
My mission in this edition
Is distribute ammunition
Of a lyrical caliber, to cure their cognition
I spit like an automatic, machine gun
I'm so traumatic and problematic
That I live in the booth, I'm always at it
Like an addict, I'm looking for my next supply
Of instrumentals
I'm doping until I touch the sky
I'm reppin California until I'm underground
I implore you to listen up and stick around
Because I'm doing me, kinda like masturbation
Ayo, I'm done and finished, no ejaculation