ey chaotic bout to hit it up spit it up fold it up rhyme it out spit it out jhea I'm a king flow i pack the hotest flow on the mic i might burn it up coz it's lava I'm a lover not a fighter if I'm fighting I'm fighting for things that i fucken love eg , nigger that's a goal and a dream nigger that's a want and a need nigger that is money and the drip i never disappoint in my spit i always spit the facts and sometimes it's all about the cash and the racks fuck the racks man i need my cash i got a family to feed and Flexing to do man i rule man I'm rude on this rap thing look right now my mind is on my pen and it's pressing straight right on my pad I'm coming for my crown man and i also need my throne get of my stool the label put you there look at the charts your album is a no show to me your a no blow you being signed is a low blow me being indie shows my fucken big balls