shout out rap fame, I'm doin my thang you fuckers lame, I ain't hearing flames why are you in my lane? you are not lyrically trained I'm finna raise some cane I dont play no games cash grew past the ceiling baby I told you I'm crazy and they want some more venom but I'm not used to snaking you can leave like I'm raking this shit is mine for the taking dont think nobody can save me history in the making was when mom and dad made me after a night of cuddling coddling swaddling swallowing I'm your leader gladly follow me we're going down to sleepy hollow state park and don't you worry this will all be over shortly soon as the next stupid faggot pokes me and provokes me to wake up outta my slumber and put em under the tundra justin just really dont wanna but it's lookin like I gotta my medulla oblongatas got a lil nit pickin problem for once I'm praying to god because I dont know to solve it quick lord if you're listenin I'm in mid Michigan I'm trippin I dont know how all this blood got on my brand new carpet should I even be talkin to you about it or should I have went with my gut and said fuck it and tarped it I was taught if I was gonna shoot a shot I best bullseye my target and paint a portrait like a real artist when I get sparking a flow up better make it cut up like the harvest I'm as hot and sick as covid was in August my vocabs the largest the rest are tied for smallest I'm just being honest this was my vision I saw this you give me wood and I let your bitch have the sawdust be fuckin humble, bitch for me this is over modest I'm just giving you the motherfuckin flow that you were promised