Poseidon, Pt. 1

Boy I'm about to take this old-school Come watch me while i bust-a-move Cos I'll pop a bitch that try to interlude Cos i aint got no time to waste No grace to save, aint made the pace, to keep it at a steady rate Wont be afraid to conjugate and mark my place On the heads of all these other rappers Failing to contemplate their broken states of mind Didnt know this would be my time to shine Theyll be taking notes as i empty my book of rhymes Im not one of these on my estate Thinking there sick and racking shit Secretly sniffing brick off their council bits Hitting the same dusty chicks pit Where there's remains of their brudda's spit And I may not rap sick But come chasing and ill be holdin this bat slick Hittin a homerun on yo head and smashin' it So when you hear this beat You'll know I never planned on landing softly Just like Armstrong, ill never need a squad g You all think you got dirt on me Hardly but Just like that side chick you own She wants me So your fucking man for the jewellery Claiming your ass to be tight, but that shit be news to me Truthfully, i dont care who you beat But it aint me Cos i used to be that guy nodding to beats on a track Waiting for them snap backs, making my racks While this bitch was laying on her back Hitting that crack, hoping to be on my next track But instead she went out and caught clap So ill leave with an applause to you Bitch Im the messiah with the devil's mind So ill grab my watch and choose the time Cos either time, ill be shining bright In the angels light thinking im gonna hit softly Theyll try respond and squash me But I've been taking weight loss from the get go Still seeing these man tryna Steal my show and rinse my flow No man in this guetto proud to see another man blow But fuck alla that 0115 is my city on the map So if you wanna try steal my stash Dont forget to hit back to this track Cos i wont be afraid to give you a clap Bring the strap and end game with a blap blap blap I've Never been one to jump on a track But test me and your gonna see a white man scrap Ill be hitting harder than armageddon Your gonna be left lost in heaven On bedrock ill be strong and reppin' For the next mans blessing Ill be praying for the demons of mine to stay away For your God's sake Im one of 12 to be messed with Ill knock you back leaving your head spinnin' Jack you in a box Grasping for air, ill make you missing Like im thanos clickin' This wave im riding is sinkin So ill be on the road drifiting To another gods system Not afraid to catch a case Or a body in this state When im up in ya place Be afraid Cos next thing ya gonna see is the bottom of ya casket Ill be up at ya gals yard waitin for you to match it