Didn't think I needed proof

And I don't really know what they told you

But I bet that don't got anything to do with the way that I flow so fuckin'

Smooth

So you better sit through this whole fuckin' tune

Better not wear clothes you'll overheat soon

Cuz bitch I keep it fire like a flame

But I still be quiet like the gays back when nazis reigned

I cannot convey just how many minds that I have changed

Like a psych major

Lame haters I don't cater

Some lie, say I'm traitor to my own kind because I talk "white"

And to top it off

They say I spit but got nothing to tell

Well you gotta admit I kinda do it well

Imma try and go in so buckle your seatbelts

Yeah I used to buy shit now I got shit to sell

Like a bell you just ring me up if you need help

And you know who you are cuz if you use my cell

Yeah I bet you ain't like all the ones that I

Not at all like the ones that I left in grade 12

Man the E got me geeking

Like Pisa leaning

Ain't no lean in the cup

Used to not do feelings back when I was so young

Now like every weekend you see me flying up

To see my lil bb no I don't mean a gun

But this fire I'm breathing boutta make you all duck

Yeah this time I'm teaching all you rappers that suck

That this kind of heat it ain't just born out of luck

I had countless demons tell me I'm not enough

Hold up

Can't really believe them now

I got way too many achievements

Now I can say I couldn't see y'all dummies' league if I even bowed

Got reason to doubt these fiends about nothing but lean in their mouth

Man what happened to lyrics about being so knotty instead clout

Did you forget people like me are around?

Swear man that's like leaving without keys for your house

Or even sneezing without kleenex around a couple germ freaks in a crowd

Extremely loud

In a library

I'm feeling scary

Got green like the prairies

Can't compare me to any of these little kids

Who wanna tear a bite off my flow good thing that I got a million

It begins in this chapter

What I'm in for, what I'm after

Burning bridges need a sapper

No limit to my craft or

Anything to do with rapping

Recognition is like half of what I need to be satisfied

I have a little habit of wreaking havoc on any beat I come in contact with

I leave a little magic

Jokes, said I don't do that

I was on my phone up late no games

Bro, tell me where were you at?

Hugh Jackman how I'm cutting through mans

Move back

Cat'll show you how to do rap

"Too fast" but I don't remember who asked

Proved that I'm still smoother than a durag

New fans every time I drop a new track

Woo! Man, I'm still 20 like 2 grams

You mad

I'm coming back as a loose cannon

I'm making plays like Bruce Allen

Nothing they say could reduce Catfish

Ah yeah to nothing but a huge trash bin

Straw hat catching fire when I muse brash things

All facts I'm a lighter with a few scratches

Might think I'm finished

Stupid bitches no I ain't

Studied the game

Got a grade back, shit was an A

Catfish been the king of the jungle

And all of y'all tugging my mane

Amount of fucks I gave I could count on one hand

Man I've had enough I ain't

The same breed as these lyrically weak mother fucking lame

Rappers who love to claim

That when it came down to it

They would never change and would always say "fuck the fame"

Till 2 years later you hear they were struggling with drugs and pain

Fucking with sluts and caine

Finna end up in cuffs no Anastasia

So done taking shit from unfaithful pricks

Can believe in me or not it won't make a difference

I got way more bigger fucking problems than what you got on

I won't rate your fits

Cuz I'm in all black like I'm hunting aliens

Phone ringing maybe it's one of 'em Asian twins

Emily, Rebecca... wait which name is it?

(Nhớ tôi?)

Fuck am I supposed to say to this?

Great

I never could live a day with minimal writing

Nay

Alpaca blood in my veins the way I spit in your face

They feel like they gotta hate

Cuz the way I'm spitting ain't your usual, even favourite

Well kiss my A

Don't let it get in the way

If I did I would probably stray from all that I wanna take

Including the fucking game

They talking about money made

And all of their fucking chains

That shit I don't gotta state

Still chilling in summer rays

Been sick of the fucking fakes

I'm killing them no delay

Without catching a case

Eyebrows I make em raise

Any time that it snows you know I'll turn it to rain

Never a fan smoke unless you talking a strain

I gotta go let her go

Keep trying to make me change

Keep telling me I'm a ghost

I rarely ever FaceTime her

Well I don't know what you want me to say

I'd rather be all alone than be somebody I ain't