Humble

[Verse – 16 Bars] Beastmode by default Claws swing bars like guillotines, Hybrid pedigree youve never seen War scars like wolverine I’ve been rappin' since tracphones chatrooms and dial up modem You just logged in, I logged bodies and milestones. That's inventory They claim fire, I flame higher with ganja napalm, Y’all sound like you write verses in a day spa, or hair salon I sharpen syllables, spit 'em like shrapnel, Lines twist domes like bottle tops caps Pop the tab off This tall boy can of whoop ass And serve it up where my tip at You talk tough? I'm carvin' through your confidence, I ghostwrite pain and autograph dominance. Your top ten? I use that for my practice, I’m spittin’ acid, you TikTokin’ with captions. Keep on twitter twattin and get murdered in how many ever characters A punchline architect, bars bend physics, I rhyme in hieroglyphs, y’all write in gimmicks. I don’t battle rap—this a burial tradition, You ain't a threat, just a minor intermission. Val hala you like a minor tryna gain entrance In to the adult cinama no admittance I put in work hard work is working hard but hardly working maximum effort hardest to armor of the scorpion results are in the I'llsource code to optimally plus you rocking such rudimentaryy operating system occums razor states the most simplistic option is the best decision path of least resistance easier said the sense of that if you have to have a basic that's why you can't even try to process the buyer diet to see she inscription and accepted you with waiting them twice cutting once told me to take I don't think she messes up song with the color to play I don't think they'll make the cut for the grace of God I'm a thoroughbred born to win this and second place face it you hardly finish shits pathetic You thought you was competitions pretty soon all pictures and stuff