this is for my haters hatin cuz im gettin paper behind my bax you havin conversations like a soursop hopin i will flop you been waitin... while im patiently navigatin thru this matrix i wonder why my enemies under estimate me hate me your my motivation lately i been in a crazy place chasin a better day climbing up these elevators trying to make a great escape yet keep it innovative dont try to ride my wave wit them negative relatives narratives need to be flushed like diareers out your mouf laxatives prickly like cactuses. gossippin additive to keep the masses distracted from the fact is I'm droppin bombs on you actors and actresses claiming to be rappers when you know you out of character what do we have here now shootin at you rappers like a movie director what do we have here now like a twisted ankle boy i aint nothing to play wit... what do we have here now I'm the lightening and the thunder on my bounty hunter choppin down you boy wonders I'm the lumber jack full metal jacket always ready for some action lets crackin roll red carpet cause its about to get retarded lets this party started its your five two shorty kickin down the door of the greedy you been eatin good in the hood bleedin block leesin what you got teachin the newschool preachin the flop and grievin hiphop with no loyalty you got your homies pimpin in parking lots while you snitchin on your fam cuz claimed what you not not knowin the same back you climbed to get to the top will be the same faces you pass when you drop cause nothin last forever heres yo shovel gone dig yo grave enjoy the bed you made with the devil say what you want bitch you might be rich but you still aint on my level sell out! what do we have here now shootin at you rappers like a movie director what do we have here now like a twisted ankle boy i aint nothing to play wit...