from now on no more messing around around around underground with my sound because all you other rap battlers are going down yeah yo i tell em sell my merch off the profit of my last tour oh shit look at all the feats I've achived over the last couple years of my life get back to the overplayed candycaine coccaine wreck rapper game like a wrecking falling and detacting from the the stainless steel soild chain and everywhere I go pepole all know the name the white dude from UK and all day all I do is watch it pop like a firework up in the sky are you lucid dreaming or is it real I cannot understand the stakes it takes to make it but that was way back in the day before I could even face shit and now I've been reborn agian like a chirstian on new years day feel so damm good up in my hood this white gold is all he ever could be just a man with a mission a rap skill and tracks to lay rythem and rhyme over a fat pyscodellic beat your so fucking inbreed you are the the farther indeed of webbed toes and feet haha you guys are not feeling me but yet agian no one's feeling me have you armoed up you are not ready for the energy of my overstated rap profersized profercey after expensive travel I'm leaving a legacy when I'm gone it's up to the next rapper with the same old played out flow like mine to carry the title on so after all the work I'm taking no more hydrogilfics that are dark and wicked like Edward scissor hands but will cut blades to sharpen the real digits