Lyrics: Yo I’ve been tackled things I had to handle. Feelings going rattle. So I only sit down buds makes me handled. Before I settle dark up blowed like a candle. Nooked down in a corner, angles give me health. Things I dealt with but I only care about myself. I toke, I regulate. Tote dough, and my foes, I separate. With my Aegis’s and saints, Saber slice’n’dice. A death knight, death I fight, loot’n by hippocampus, compel polarized. But I fight constantly, contagiously forty-fives. Contact: catch ya nigh thrive Kombat, cats clutching. I shahs up n fuckin’. Epile’psycho, D’s in my soul, thicken to grieve. But it’s time to release tho. Get on your feet. In the street lookin’ for no beef, just kief. Yo Ain’t trying to brag, but I’ll make this. I’ll Take cream cake from the toxic leeches. I’ll feed these snitches glock n the cock, my rhyme reaches, prestigious, my health but I’m wealthy. Filled up at night. Seen me ‘bout the Vodka Sprite make me tipsy and alive. Don’t even threat me. I whippin’ by, with my clip, so check yo six, until I rip yo shit, I make you lose ya grip. Clip clap, so don’t front me. Flip flap for the hoes, Goin’ suckin’ me. Puffin’ the weed’n cookie dough. Let’s float. As I faded up, loc’n up with my homies. Thick bread I eat, whole wheat, yo my chee . Uh.