One minute, let me get in my bag Filling up my pen with the venom when I rap Ain't nobody better so we'll never mind that Get a hit o' run run, go tell 'em I'm back Never going back again Few people in the game that can rap with him I spit flames and attack ya men I'm sicker than a fucking pathogen I lose count when I track the wins And I'ma rip it 'til I make the map Show praise to the greats who done paved the paths So face the facts, I raise 'til it fades to black I blaze a track and tell 'em that it pays to rap Until I'm dead and gone Kill 'em with every rhythm that I get upon, bet the form When they be pushing upon the metaphors Get 'em all jealous they wishing that I was never born But they never gonna forgive me, shout out to Pentagon Hella bombs, that I came to drop in a Caribbean