Layvys old kid Young man Flow will overdose raps most dam Dam beavers make it my bars foundation Other shaking. Quaking scared that I’m making waves in a ocean with a pebble to my name. Medals in my chain Metals in my mane Rebels for the true king. Deep in this like wu tang flew in the coupe hurt but delivered like the flu game yall thin as a shoe string. Venom in our system like a snake fang . Spit the truth to loud it puncture your brain veins. Leatheal sound waves when you rock for the wrong team. Roll with Jesus Christ till I die put that on my life moonwalk over you too jazz and strike like Mike . Life wrong get it right. That sky crack we gone see if it really matter if you black or white. We all levitating and y’all in quick sand when he reaches out his hand with crowns on his head head descending from the sky you at the court room and you don’t make it and you wondering why. Thunderous cries burning cause your lack of discernment everything of the world should not be aloud in churches. Let me not dip off into the bowl that’s for another day I’m just trying get on the go spin off the haters like a pick and roll. You can hit a bunch of home runs and catch touchdowns but miss that Jesus is the true goal.