This for the riders who taking advantage of moments

And praying for proper atonement

I look at myself in the mirror my only opponent

They blowing smoke, it ain't potent

These Rapatouille ****, cheffing with rodents

Recipe lacking the proper components

They been throwing salt, they they don't got sauce

They borrow ingredients, and never own it

Been in my bag, my duffel, with struggles on shuffle

They fight for attention, that ain't my scuffle

That chip on my shoulder done turned into ruffles

Its game bitches dig em out with a shovel

They stretching the truth, it's tearing they' muscle

It started with huh, turned into hustle

Them questions I had now completing the puzzle

We needed a single, I put up a double like

Bring it on home, no matter the call I pick up the phone

The way that I work I need me a clone

They said take a seat, I found me a throne

I'm telling em pick up the phone

You don't wanna miss when I'm in the zone

I'm looking for green, that's setting the tone

What's there to address? The beat is my home

This shit for me, I knew along what I'm destined to be

But give me a dollar amount if it's tension attached, I ain't gon be stressed for free

Clarity's key, I opened the blockers I used to have over my vision to see

And saw that the only way I would be happy is stop chasing everything that'll flee

Now that I woke up it's chai tea, wit a shot of espresso, I'm high key

Dirty dirty the flow is a High knee to the cranium

I'm on my Bruce Lee I'm insane and I'm

Moving like new ski's, with Vibranium

**** like who the fuck do he got training him

Way that he rose he mixed with geranium

Times Square turning up the palladium

Bring it on home, no matter the call I pick up the phone

The way that I work I need me a clone

They said take a seat, I found me a throne

I'm telling em pick up the phone

You don't wanna miss when I'm in the zone

I'm looking for green, that's setting the tone

What's there to address? The beat is my home