I'm passed trying to, let's get it
Bout to count paper til our wrists get arthritic
Flip scripts so Godly, you'll think God himself did it
God dammit, this is different
I'm saying I don't fuck with you because I don't
I'm saying I don't fuck with you because I don't
I'm saying I don't fuck with you because I don't
Just being honest...
I only paused to let you catch up
Catch me on a couch, crafting sonnets til my head's flushed
Fall asleep, wake up, do this shit again
Me to mastery is like the blood I put within a pen
All this pressure pressing down don't affect me
I'll feed my ego with substantial stanzas til you get me
I got myself a dream in which for once I finally sleep still
Cause I ain't have inheritance to hand me when the meek's killed
I'm spitting seeds, let it spread like mustard
With a Genghis Khan appetite to fuckin' bring destruction
Try to calm qualms like I'm cooling with Confucius
You can't collect gold until you view just what the rule is
There's rules to this shit... learn the ropes
Those that can't hang, buy a tie and chock your throat
Give it up and get a job, this is not an occupation
This is a religious experience, to God, I'm praying
For the entertainment... Take notes, it's kinda classy
I'm a class act, stab backs of those that didn't back me
I ain't backing down, more just apathetic if you pass me
Bags packed for the greener side that isn't grassy... Or flashy
What you flashing all that glitter for?
Fix your focus on the facts, it might just up your interest more
Give it more, get some more... it's actually pretty simple
Under the influence doesn't make you influential
Essentials in the mental, let it swish around the dental
Then release the valve and spit it til it splits a thousand temples
Oh you got potential bruh bruh, that shit's adorable
How the fuck's a doormat supposed to be a door with pull?
I'm pulling up a chair, just so I can sit down
And witness first hand what it's like to not be shit now
Cause homie, I'm the shit now... that's all that I'm sayin'
I'm serving sermons off a mountain, can I get an amen?
Jesus Christ like except clean shaved and shady
Plus I couldn't care less unless you invest or pay me
Save me from those fairy tales you're telling all my people
I peeped what you've been practicing and that shit's straight up evil
I swear to God, I'm like Gandhi with a full stomach
Stomping on my adversaries outside in front the public
Until they put three bullets in my chest
At point blank range, see my eyes before they rest...
There's three of em