yo follow me , ride with a guerilla mc on a demented journey, a fucking ill ass wanna be, try hard or die hard mc, i seen her eye balling me, it's gonna be, you and me, lyrically, you will never see, a realer me, no iller mc, it was meant to be, straight outta dirty mo nc, mumbles almost killed me, but that can never be, cause you fucking with a real og, im a fucking zombie, the fucking walking dead, i died and came back to put down this track, im a take ya bread, go right upside ya head, talking all that shit just to wind up dead, im hot in the bed , and i got a hot head, ill pop ya with that hot lead, cocked my number two pencil to pop and drop ya, like I'm big poppa, the paper stacking Illest macking , back cracking, two hoe tapping, i aint capping, yo girl she let me know, thought that thot was a hot, but she not, she really a hoe, o my, wtf did i do , now all I got is a hoe with a fucked up boo , should i treat her better, no fuck that get a little heada , and some cheader my flow is like master splinter diced up in a shredder, now she getting wetter and wetter, and I say the wetter the better, hell nah i just fucked your chick, after she are this dick, she sqaubled hobbiled wobble, wobbled , and oochhie wally Walla, i made her holla , here to break these mumble rap hacks, we taking this thing back, to real hip hop, im just trying to see those panties drop, and hear pussies pop, not mumble rappers flop, i carry this heat allot like it or not, so get off my cock and just marry a thot you could of been in a much Hairrer spot my flow so unbelievably hot, i see those heads bobbing allot, im a take every fucking thing that you got the game it's dead, all i see is blood red, all over the bed, knife in ya chest wit abag on ya head , all the mumble rap is whacked , Barried six feet deep, sick tracks on wax, I'm a get some fucking stacks, better yet some goon racks , I dismantled the mumble , I'm a always stay humble, I knock on the bumble, bee they all low key, if you ask me, they want a big bag of dicks, so sit on it and spin, fill it to the rim, with gay men, that just take drugs, and suck on eachother, I hate it for them I'm a heaness monster, I slay wanna be wanksters, and closet gangsters, with a 9mm heater street sweeper, it's a little blood to clean up, then they suck my penis, I'm always gonna win this, I'm so stupendous, they say the cleverest, I went to the top like I'm on Everest, the very best, so stop hating and shadeing while deliberating, im a keep master batting these hooks , in these mumble rappers mouths they all xenoxed out, on lean with clout, im high on life i won't let ya down, my head's going up up in the clouds, i know y'all love it when i clown so turn those friends upside down while me and Skittles smoke on a pound, no one's around the beat stops.... you dont hear a sound.