Happiness is coming real nearer

And it's running clearer, like Windex to a mirror

There's nothing to fear or shy away from

Because the pain's weaker and I think that I won

And aw naw, the beat ain't drop

The oven flows still roll, and the beat still hot

And the b's ain't knock, but maybe they will

Because I'm steady getting green like I'm chloraphylled

The wack verse is calling? Put him on hold for your mans

'Cause you know I spit cooler than the flow from your fan

I got more punchlines than a homecoming dance

And I spit more bars than your cell phone can

Spitting fire like the fox that revolved that browser

I swallowed cell towers, I'll vomit bars for hours

I'm a poet with my rhymes, staying stoic all the time

Might call myself a Sharpie 'cause I'm looking ultra fine

I'm flexing on my past me with myself right now

All the girls that didn't like me are coming right back round

This is how a good rap song just might sound

But no Drano is strong enough to pipe me down

'Cause the flow so sick like it's got coronavirus

The lyrics so fat, I'm surprised they didn't die yet

I weave my words to make it seem like I'm flying

And leave you like a movie theater phone: On silent

I'm still looking flashy and staying happy

Even if you lighted a candle, you couldn't match me

I slave these, y'all crave these bars madly

Lyrical acrobatic with it like an athlete

I'm sure you're thinking, "How he sing and rap, man how?"

I tried to cook up metaphors that didn't pan out

But my similes are nifty, come up with them swiftly

Give me a beat and I can handle that sickly

Girls across the country are tryna get with me

You're lying to yourself if you think I'm not pretty

I ain't dreaming these skills either no need to pinch me

My neck is long but more space for hickeys so

Put this track in your house for instant heat for a week

Your knees go weak when I spit this flow so neat

I'm the O.G. and no, I'm not G-O-D

But with a name like mine I'm guaranteed holy

(Yee yee!)

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

So much I can taste it, so much I can taste it

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

So much I can taste it, so much I can taste it

Alright, Past Christian, I didn't wanna do this

You still got problems and I been solved them all like Rubik's

I'm ruthless, I get it moving when it comes to doing this

You like the appendix of my body: Man, you is useless

Christian got auspicious, I'm dishing L's like plates

Reminiscing 'bout those times when I wasn't great

Oh, girls think you're ugly? Man, I can't relate

Smile hard like Amine with bars delicious like cheesecake

I'm like my arms right now: Really vain

Narcissistic in the dictionary, might see my name

I'm wilding out, getting conceited, it's getting to my brain

This Christian rapping on the scene like his name is Mase

I ran from my misery that I had fat stacked

The finish line was near so I got real fast

Usain Bolting on the track, I might never go back

I hustled like Nipsey, I deserve the victory lap

You're not better than me, stay jealous of me

Yo, at this point, I'm in the veteran's league

Like, I'm this close to dropping a classic

Oop, there it goes, it just impacted

No need to remind me, I know I'm attractive

I talk big game 'cause I know I can back it

When I say I'm a girl magnet, I'm not capping

I've been to different states and you still stagnant

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

(Check the name, you ain't freakier than me)

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

(Check the birthdate, you ain't skilled with words like me)

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

(Check the name, you ain't freakier than me)

So much I can taste it, so much I can taste it

(Check the birthdate, you ain't skilled with words like me)

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

(Check the name, you ain't freakier than me)

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

(Check the birthdate, you ain't skilled with words like me)

The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it

(Check the name, you ain't freakier than me)

So much I can taste it, so much I can taste it

(Check the birthdate, you ain't skilled with words like me)