I'm at the top of the apple tree, if something hits your head it isn't because of gravity

If someone ever thought they was in the shape to come battle me, from what I heard, cash cows isn't something your cattle breeds.

Fuckin' industry vultures, I set you up to deal with you while you thinking you kosher

Ever smelled a dead body? That's a potent aroma, and you gon' smell the same way when you get smoked by a stoner

Kill a instrumental with grace, it's sinful how I get em, the blessings come with the chase

Idols become rivals when you meet em face to face, cause they know they meeting the man that will soon be taking they place

Damage already done, I'm starting that kind of war that kills your fathers and sons

It's lyrical, stay with the bars, I can spar with the sun

The diabolical one with hydroponics and rum, this here is for the head boppers that sit in the back

For my OGs with OEs with money on packs, it's that slow stir, watch it boil, ain't no sizzling that

My studio is my stove, when I'm cooking I'm crack

When you bury me, don't send me to the fires and flames, return me to the earth so I can reunite with the grain

My life get pretty dark, and if your life do the same, then I guess one of the things that can unite us is pain

When you bury me, don't send me to the fires and flames, return me to the earth so I can reunite with the grain

My life get pretty dark, and if your life do the same, then I guess one of the things that can unite us is pain

Pain

Unite us

Pain

Unite us

Pain

Unite us

Pain