[Intro] Welcome [Verse 1: Sweats] These n***as seeming a**, and me? I'm just thinking fast And X-ing b**hes' boxes while I'm putting n***as' dreams in casts And my n***as is dreaming cash and play at every station Me and you: two I's, making a "We," but I ain't f**ing playin' No sentiment, your raps collecting sediment And sweats is only letterin' so po-po have some evidence A motherf**ing fresh-a-man spitting like I'm a Letterman veteran f**ing hellish-bent on seeing n***as Heaven-sent Since 8 I've been wanting these dreams Before I'm f**ing 24, so I've been writing 16s Or even 32s, if it's that or half, I'll still murder you Girls saying "Sweats I've heard of you. I'm tryna make a dirty two." Tired of lunchables thinking they f**ing run the show I'll sh** on your Huxtable and your Mitch & Ness adjustable Coming proper to knock you right off your rocker I'm bending flows and kickin' it like Sokka playing soccer