So close to my success I can pull a pen out, blow up, in the matter of seconds, with no Grenade in my possession Got Foot up on the table, greet me as a boss 2nd nature, just by breathing I can torch Your rhyme schemes are Irene, what I mean is your rain on top will be weak when it Reach New York In all Capps, with it, I'm it Fall back, spitting all of that dumb rap ignorant... Ya'll rap spitters are Chris Crinkle of hit singles I'm saying that the tale of your rap gift is a myth It's murder on competitors My lowest achievements is y'all level up Coming for it all and etc So ahead of my time, I'll be goneCV q, when y'all catching up Pedal to the metal without crashing Youngin work while y'all relaxing Pedal to the metal without crashing We just push it to the maxes Pedal to the metal without crashing Youngin work while y'all relaxing Pedal to the metal without crashing We just push it to the maxes