im outchair in outaspace i got a lawnchair i might be outa place but my sight clear 2022 might been a lite year 2023 gone be heavier ima build my buzz like mr light year more toys in my stories building up the spite its a milliliter in my sprite steer clear away from the hate in the lane ima stick to the dames climbing from the zero im a trail blazer no game this shit real no frail laser shit real im like will when he nailed jada no frills spill blood from the haymaker bs yall kept making i slept and made better rhymes when i woke i jot down on teal paper no crip shit i got blood that never squealed ima gangster that never killed ngas know that he forever will im sipping on the ketel still heavy metal still u can get painted still im still tryna make a mill then make a bill then pay some bills then rake some more thatll take some skills sure as the lake will flow my rap the same when you take to the fish the hook shank the gills im in Jamaica wheels rolling still rolling big blunts signed and sealed discipline delivered like navy seals sick nga and my lady ill