That Jazz

Yeah, so pass the mic and let me motivate

Movements through the music

Get your salt to shake, hold on wait

Claiming you're the sickest

Then they sold no tapes

I can tell you're rookie from the jump on stage

To spittin' and your vocals break

Today, I woke up late

I was dreamin', schemin'

Tryna find some deeper meaning

Astral projecting, I'm beaming

Could someone help me get down from the ceiling?

'Cause I'm floating

Puff-puff pass, they know I'm toking potent

Keep my focus open

I'm in the kitchen cookin' soul food

Same time I'm having sex

Over the surface, Coops, you so crude

Most of these rappers ain't got no clue

I've got that special recipe

Bare necessity, they're bringing less than me

So, be ready to draw your weapons, see

'Cause I'm a veteran G

I write these bars using telepathy

Leaving emcees in jeopardy

No one can second me

I'm movin' to guys, like koozie or Tekken free

Please

Stop talkin' all that

Stop talkin'

Stop talkin'

Stop talkin' all that

Yeah

These men are jazzin', while I'm on the beat spazzin'

Got the magic touch, I'm guessin' he hasn't

And her feet in the air, tryna give her an orgasm

'Bout to open small chasms in this ting

That should be winnin' beauty pageants

Imagination, coordination of my demonstration

Through this elevation of microphone exhalation

Got no expectation for this generation

In this foolish nation

They're just tryna figure who's the coolest waste men

In this world of product placements

And math displacement

I just stay makin' bangers in the basement

Keep the world adjacent

'Tis a scary place, where's Freddy and Jason?

Feelin' to smack 'em in the face

I'm aggravated and impatient

Terrorizing the terrorists

And tryna fight my therapist

Livin' in London 'till it's derelict

Or they bury it

Can find me on the ferry lit

Smokin' on some cherry shit

On my way to Amsterdam

The way I live is very sick

Yeah

Stop talkin' all that

Stop talkin'

Stop talkin'

Yeah

Stop talkin' all that