Double d, Don’t fuck with me, My artillery, Make you history, Shock, awe, and disbelief, I paint vivid scenes, My art’s unique, anybody got a problem?/ call my team nigga we can go an solve em/ animal in a slaughter/ we can get awful, my momma birthed a monster/ connected with the mobsters/ I commit crimes forensics science couldn't solve too/ I come in like a train barrels thru/ In a past life, I killed people/ in the trenches, yeah I'm real lethal/ you should fear evil/ they try an set me up, my people/ attempts are feeble, you think I'm weak tho?/ I'm looking at you through a peep hole/ theres a red dot on your t-shirt/ niggas trip, talking shit, but I could snap, any minute, I'm a spaz, it ain't hidden, that's a fact and a given, don't with fuck me, god damnit, I live my life, in a panic, fight or flight, off this planet, leave me alone, I am tripping, smoke another zone, I am lifted, cook in the ma fuckin kitchen, soft to the hard and I triple it, I'm a genius, straight up gifted, I tell these motha fuckas, but they don't listen, stupid little kids, they'll find out different, tote that gun, better fire that pistol, you hesitate, that nigga gonna get chu, spitting straight fire, that switzer mental, fire bomb on instrumentals, I wouldn't say its hick hop, Cus I can kick it in the sticks or the hood, yup, the quiet nigga in the back smoking loud, first nigga hop up when somethin goin down, don't fuck with the don juan, motha fucking nuts like king kong, you could swing from my motha fuckin ding-dong, trying to get bizarre on a sing-song, motha fucka in my inbox as we speak now, It’s like hospice, feeling hostage, in this life of nonsense, I want out