it aint wise to go against me you simps been runnin the same ass game since the turn of the century i been fought and won wars special ops gurilla infintry now days i clean slates ill have ur beans baked rain down wit Molotovs from the roof tops atcha fukin fukin wake i put a target under pressure can you hold up weight bitch dont be mad if i showed up late you know how i move spot to spot i gotta rotate i relocate keep it fresh like Colgate you know how it go them bitch nikkas jumpin at the 1st chance they get to hate walking talking wit arms and legz but they still snakes we talkin oxymorons nikka sum real fakes bout to get amora fati tattooed on my fukin face "for the love of fate" everytime i turn it on im gettin better OMW on my way to being great every demon fittin know my name gettin creative wit these curses none of these words are worthless im cranking up the heat im sweatin rappin shirtless i utilize the flame i was given to work wit all the pain aint so bad now might have been worth it MY GIFTS ARE MY CURSES NO FREE LOVE