New ta the game. Naw. I'm too raw. Like skin Rubbed wrong by the blade of a loose saw. Snub songs. A scrub crossed with a thug god. Fuck what you thought dog. I'm the kid from the wrong block. Sides of the track either or where I spit I leave em deformed. Get it and keep it. A lyrical genius. Its clear your inferior I'm superior labled a king since Louie the eight you know what I mean bitch. Not banging but my clip ain't screaming the same shit. A deranged pimp with a chained bitch handcuffed ta the drain shit. A warped brain with a shirt torn stained with the blood of the last came in the game exactly as predicted. The second coming of Christ. Holes in my wrists whipping. Y'all ain't knowing the price of a car foreign. Till ya whipping a Lamborghini thru Vegas and touring. July fifth 79 a player was born. A prayer was thrown 39 years later make ta the throne. A king made to be wrong. Get it like I'm getting I was made fa this song. Matter fact any beat with the flame and its on. Y'all pray that I'm lost. Throwing shade when I'm not in the vicinity until I confront you than you say that you not. My kids mom and sister heard ya saying it don't play with me dog. Ask rednite I don't play with em dog so lace up your nikes or hanging em tied laces when I'm drivebying and spray in the fog. Leaving moms crying and limos parading along. I'm getting it like I spent nights in prison I was praying for y'all. Fuck praying for y'all haters hating a god. Can't relate unless you got the same love and hate for Ya god. And I'm anxious alot. Best bet do your research and stay away when I'm off. Like a grenade when its robbed shrappnel leaving limbs missing and faces filleted oh god. I'm counting the days my first million is made haters determine to remain above only burn in the flames under rocks and grass in the grave rot. I'm a self made boss with a lot of product price ta play was a soul paid so i stay hot. I'm a mind gone with a time bomb ticking inside scenery crime taped off while people inside it lay chalked. Wicjeder thoughts barely get scripted rappers in the area slipping from ya thoughts like they becoming aware their existence isn't nearly as important as the air that their getting.