What's happening, Other than mumble Rapping, Other than clothes and fashion, Y'all know I'm the main attraction. I should be at home relaxing, Not persuin my passion, I could be chilling, but I got this feeling, Telling me to take action. Yo, what's packing, Other than tools you lacking, Other than rappers capping, Y'all better stop with the acting, Y'all on a trip, like you got a lace unfastened, Claiming I'm a chip off the old block, but I got chips to cash in. I got a chip on my shoulder, I'm getting colder, as I'm growing older, I Don't do coke but I'm into soda, I spit the flow that's troubling Noah. I was a nerd but turnt into soldier, You set the bar and I'm going over, I'm getting green like its the harvest, You getting cropped out of the photo. I'm going big like Goliath, I feel a bit like a giant, My head is up in the clouds, And there ain't nobody flyer. Yeah I've been spitting fire, Sometimes I feel like a dragon, I'm busy killing these faggots, I'm talking ashes to ashes, Burn you into fragments. I'm so lit, This beat so sick, I can't resist. Got the tools to change my flow I'm so equipped, Got the drip, Thats why I'm dropping this. Honestly, Honesty, Might not be the best policy. If it was, I would have way more people thats fond of me. What's wrong with it, How am I going to write songs with it, Diss my fans like they haters and ask them to play along with it. Nah, I really need my haters, Yeah they do me favors, Thats why I'm creative, They like my saviors. So