I make em say oh yeah, like the Kool aid man, You just watching,you ain't part of the plan, You a racist bitch fuck the whole clan, I'm comin in packing, like Pakistan, All about the cheese, like a packers fan I stay fly, like dapper Dan,  N I never land like Peter pan,  I'm takin over like uncle Sam,  I'm poppin shit like a frying pan,  OH damn, yes I'm the man,  You been a fan, you been a Stan,  Its too simple, but they don't understand,  I Stopped poppin  xans,  Now I'm off the wall, like im wearing vans,   we hop out 10 deep out of a van,  With clips  long as a life span,  We start shooting like the taliban,  We don't politic, we ain't farrakhan,  So don't call an Uber, call an ambulance,  Or better yet you should call a hearse,  Cus I killed yall with just a verse,  I'm so blessed with this damn curse,  When I'm on the beat, they all disperse  This the type of skill that you can't rehearse,  I destroyed this beat, I don't reimburse,  Man I'm the worse, I run you over then I put it in reverse,   welcome to my world n my universe...