Intro:
Hey uh... case you've been wondering what Ive been doing...
Ive just been:
Verse One:
Learning how to fish to put a flounder on my dish/
7000 pound grouper with a soup or rack of ribs/
And wash it down with a powerade/
Like my power needs an aid at all, these beats give off a mating call/
My raps are attracted to it, this music, I have to do it/
Theres no choice, projecting my souls voice/
Respected like a Rollz Royce among a bunch of Honda's/
All you bu*ter knives you're listening to a katana/
Who will stop at nada, to do, what he gotta/
Try to stop me you'll end up grilled on a ciabatta/
Gotta mind state like Gatsby... get at me/
You cats make me laugh/
See you cannot beat the unbeatable/
Im amphetamine needle dope, ketamine, you'll feen a flow/
From me, Rotey, one hit'll make you OD/
And Ive still got a lot to learn, just wait till Im an OG homie/
Get to know me/
(Scratch Hook)
Verse Two:
Every day I learn more, hungry like Im dirt poor/
But it ain't money, respects what I yearn for/
I see beats like an herbivore sees leaves/
But Im more carnivore the way Im k**ing these/
I got no achilles heel, I just keep it really real/
Peel back and reveal, how I really feel/
In my inner layers, Im no game player/
No Activision, I just act on visions/
When I have a mission, Imma see it through/
If that means you, get beat blue: so be it/
Whatever's appropriate to do, not a mean dude/
If you gotta dream too, you know where Im coming from/
What Im writing up's rising up like the sun/
And Ill fight for the, right for the, #1/
Never stopped working from the second I begun/
Still Ive never worked a second, wrecking rhetoric for fun/
(Scratch Hook)
Outro:
Yeah, poles not plates dog, PNP dog, poles not plates y'all
Yeah
Feed a man a fish, you'll feed him until the days up
Teach a man to fish, you'll feed him until his days up
PNP... Poles Not Plates