They talk bout designer But man imma find em And rip it up Sptin What ain’t even rhymin just give it up Y’all getting cut like the women’s gut C Section I live it up Getting the Regrets in Father forgive me for all of these sins All of the beats I slaughter with pens All that I need I’m on it again Callin the heat on y’all just to win But win what fame and glory Seems just pain and torment Dangerous for me But I’ll take it surely To prove theres greatness forming In my cranial see I got these crazy flow schemes Like that one is I’m back on it But I’m last one picked And that’s not it Rap is too Fulfilling For a ruthless villain What am I gonna do but feel it I’m cool with killin Beats like a puma stealing The fluid spillin From you until it drains It’s like gospel with the proper prophet But I’m ice cold and I got the profit Time slow when I hop in And start rocking the drums like Tomas lee Promise me You’ll kickstart my heart For I drop six feet