flowing with this ink like picaso wishing im gonna get the mills like im playing the lotto want some smoke you can get hit like gelato cooking in the pot chasing this cheese thats not-chos no rats around me rip to pop smoke, nipsi, juice, king shooter and kobe legends, one and onlys lyrical im trying to hit these lines like tony, montana i travel from da roc to the big manzana people forget to put Big puna in they top 10 watch who you call your boys they may play pretend extra clip on these bars watch them extend , growing up without a pot to piss in im grateful my pops and moms werent missing but im still a bastard ,im a hazard yall niggas is backwards dont put me on that catagory welcome to my laboratory  Can't build me in a factory Y'all run off the batteries no tesla, ill test ya, punch you in your chest watch your lungs collapse imma hit a early mastery keep it written down on a tapestry no one is untouchable you can get taped for free dont get mad at me no lies im trying to establish me into this living i stay dripping out here like im some boss sauce , from my fitted to my feet im from the Roc Where Aint nothing here Country Sweet no cap on your bitches back like a tramp stamp