creepin on tha come up, this is just a warm up, these certain circumstances bend to the advancements of my mental enhancement nothing but sheer talent, maintaining lyrical balance, remaining so valiant, cuz ill never linger stagnant, neither never absent, i wear this jacket, but not for fashion, a code embedded in my blood youll never crack it, this is just a fragment, merely an attachment, a casket commandment of whats about to really happen, recognize the passion, im the captain of this ship and i dont take no motherfuckin shit, ill split cho lip, double dip hug and sniff yo chick, your in an out glitchen, you a bitch who does way to much bitchen, you a snitch snitchen on all your best friends your not going to get very far with any of this uselessness weak minded obsessions, let me paint the picture like an illusionist my flow is like a lubricant underutilized humorist, i stay tha goofiest cuz i be smoking the giggle bush like its the juciest nutrient, eyes hella red rubiest feelin the kookiest especially when I'm boozin it but the harsh reality is that I'm the spookiest unruliest, creepin through your hood at night lootin shit, sparkin up the 12 gauge just shootin shit, bendin back to the block tryin to elude these pigs had to put a couple down to ensure the get away was legit, when I rap up on this Mic it's that ill shit I spit, straight up from the hip, gun smoke hot boxin the whip, drop the clutch and smash out this bitch, ditchin the glocks a couple blocks away from the docks, here's a thought, fuck the cops, grow my crops, smoken hella pot, this is non stop, on our way up to the top, this shit can't be taught, why you think all your songs flop, ima flip this work till my heart stops