(Verse 1: Inferno) You're now rocking with the most improved If these rappers feeling froggy, they'll be croacking soon Women going crazy on me every time we texting Telling me they want my seed like I'm the Bulls in 97 That's sweet, but I don't hear ya mama I don't want no offspring, ain't even buy Americana Now they say I'm raw, and I say "Thanks" but I don't need it Cuz I knew that since I started, save your praise for God and Jesus Excuse me if I ever seem conceited But my music far from average, that means can't nobody see this If hip hop is a game, then number 1 is where we seeded So I'm balling extra hard until the throne is where I'm seated I'll never dumb it down, I smarten up People used to say the microphone won't take me far enough They said I couldn't rock it, n***as thought I wasn't hard enough Now my bars are tough, I'd make Houston give Kevin Martin up