Bring a crew to see what I can do to all of you

4-1 don't matter son

Im building up a 401

To splatter them

Among the floor

Grab the mat to smash a door

Don't grab a matador

Mess with me you get the horn

Don't care where you was born

I was sent here to destroy

And I leave you all in a void

Till you avoid

My PsyKick poise

As I kick again

Grab a mic stand

And leave you all

In another land

Don't give a Godamn

Here to accelerate again

Maybe my gain is too much to raise

Till I'm pimping like Big Daddy Kane

Kickin' some chicken to blaze

With the lyrical scheme I leave

Hummin' a hymn to harmonize a melody

While you play me on repeat

You cocks afraid to breathe

As I use my beak to spit so clean

You physically fickle

Mentally simple

Morally simple

I'm grabbin' a pencil

Dumpin' some info

Speaking so dope

Deliverin' the dapper sense

Ever since I've been rappin' tense

Leavin' you all jacked and bent

Till you old and spent

I'm spinnin' the block around your asses

Fuck your fake classes

You need some glasses

Say you hate the racist shit

Then discount another white boy who knows how to spit

How the fuck do you acknowledge dick

When you're too busy just glazing it?

So to all the alumni that I was able to confide

I'm only leaving a few of you alive

The rest of you will lyrically die

I'm not here to be nice

Been there and done that

Ignore me so it's payback

For all the nights I spent

Fighting battles I wasn't in

Standing up for fake friends

Understand you will never amount to shit

And if I have to kick you down and leave some dents

I won't be hesitant

I never claimed I am heaven-sent

It's time to accelerate

Ignore all the hate

Leave them all amazed

Cause you're on your way to a higher plane

Never hold back today, say what's on your brain

And ACCELERATE!

Yeah

Faster than a bullet more explosive than a supernova

Knocking on these doors like I'm Jehovah

Can't get in so I'll be pushing over all these boulders

Hold me lower so I would be slower

So to reverse the effects of these things

I accelerate my intensity and perpetuate these schemes

Through the imagery I leave so when they see I came to play

It ain't Just a game even though it all feels the same

Everything is pay-to-win skill is never evident

Which is why my patience (patients) is wearing thin like

The gown they leave them in with robber socks

And sedatives dragging feet like zombies and

These kids think rapping is some easy shit

Just auto-tuning small clips for a TikTok hit

Y'all dumb as fuck

Well, of course, not my fans! But

People don't read or even think catching metaphors

Is too far out of reach

Forget entendre's multi-syllabic schemes

It's too complex it seems

Gotta dumb it down like old McDonald now

Now what goes with the sound?

That rapper didn't even say anything

Not an argument of substance

No, he literally said nothing

This motherfucker just huffing and puffing

Grunting in the mic like he's got substance

And of course the people love it

So where I'm stuck in this weird in-between

Where I try to make music that's a vibe

But still has something I wanna say or see

I get shit on cause I allow my fans to think

It's disrespectful when all these rappers are neglectful

To all their ROOTS

My Tribe's Quest is listening to Wu-Tang and Still Dre

Banging on the west coast bumping Tupac's ghost

You're "Not Like Us" though

Pouring "Gin & Juice" till we get in the groove

Like Snoop or leave your whole crew SHOOK

Cause it "Ain't no such thing, as halfway crooks"

So when we jump in that "New York State Of Mind"

We Living the "Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous"

And there's no escaping from us

"My Name Is" what?

To "Losing Yourself" and Busta Rhymes

Till we're all "Aquemeni"

If you understand these lines

Then you'll know some of the legends

That taught me how to accelerate with time