Back to the drawing board, all aboard
I'm all for war, draw your swords
The way I give you sentences and keep it locked with bars you would think I law enforce
I couldn't tell you the realest rap that I ever wrote
Cause when I rhyme you hear my heart like I write it in stethoscope
It's how I escape and since they relate to what create
Then it would be safe to say to you I connect with folks
Was masterminding when in the placenta
All you rappers about as hot as winter, taking the music higher
I do inspire when I'm spewing fire
Rap ain't a contest it's more a conquest
I'm making progress but it's a process
Adding lessons for the adolescents
Your main issue is you lack direction
Not only that but you lacking progression
The style lyrical, the flow will knock you out your physical like an astral projection
I tend to k** em with pa**ive aggression
If they asking the question tell em it's Ma** that I'm reppin'
So it's past you I'm stepping, I got a city I need to motivate
I'm coming raw with it so witness me as I procreate
They say the top is a lonely place
Well I'm making room for my brethren, a soon to be legend
And when it's all said and done I'll see to it that my homies ate
Me with no ambition
Is like a motor vehicle without a transmission
I got to see the world, I was with a girl that I eventually departed
She would tell me "you selfish" like a seafood market
My peace was tarnished
So now I'm creating the blueprint for movements to the peak, I'm honest
I hope the haters stay, y'all the milk to my cookie
Despite the fact that I'm too real for these rookies I know they will overlook me
Remember when you didn't think that I could've?
Now when you see me you wanna chop it up like a butcher
They see you get to the edge and then they wanna push ya
They say that music's a drug, now they claim you the pusher
They were never on your page and now they wanna book ya
Tryna get published, it's hard to get buzzing without a budget
Speaking truthfully I do it cause I love it
But on the path to be highly connected and widely respected
I think it's uncalled for some of y'all to price y'all lines
The games tricky like rocking a rhyme that's right on time
Let the soon to be icon shine
Forget the gossip, it's so high school
The flow is dumb it got a low IQ
I spread my wings and I float by you
With a clean conscience, the flow monsterous
It's so bonkers, the issue is you got no mantras
Without dreams I'm Scarface with no contra
But still conquer, with no sponsors
No deal, no bling bling or gold grills
But the flow still be giving them cold chills
Got plenty drive any obstacle is road k**
Giving you that eastcoast feel
I know you're probably listening to me rapping on this track thinking "he's so real"
Got opponents thinking "please hold still!"
The art of rhyming is declining so I had to step in
I'm sick of all the yapping and rapping on packing weapons
Or broads on your jock and how you got the Mac eleven
The issue is you lack connection, you got bad reception