I've been doing this a really long time and

Sometimes I feel like there's really no competition

And I feel like it's quantity over quality

I feel like I don't understand how people can't hone in on their craft and get better

I feel like I need to show you

I'm feeling like

The whiter rapper of Haddonfield, I'm killin' mics

I hear 'em talking

We pay no mind to that ill advice

These shitty rappers just get a piece of the pie

I'm tryna steal a slice

Like, when's it my turn?

Writing these flames until my eyes hurt

No cypher could hold me or roll me up like a high perm

We've been known to go get it under some sly terms

And these rap sheets longer than Elvis sideburns

We don't look at the water, we simply dive first

Lyrically speaking, ya'll know I'm diverse

Your dissects won't direct or die yet

My hype checks every box when they might test

I apply stress

Make it hard for you to breathe like you might dress down in a tight dress

Try flex with them Olive Oyl biceps

I’ve arrived with the rap game’s life vest

Fly as fuck, I got mileage like a flight deck

Stage diving on these rappers with a light set

Mount Everest flow, I ain’t reach the height yet

Ya’ll cool, see me, I’m a dire threat

No regrets, keep pumping with a light rep

Designed best

Every rhyme hit the spine? Yes

Bars so clean they could wipe fresh

Roc’ the poltergeist

Ya’ll some white noise side quest

That was a lot for ya’ll to digest

No lie, I’m with the heat though

Grindin’ til finito

Higher than a seagull

Flyer than an eagle

Slidin’ like it’s legal

Abiding by the G Code

Dyin’ if you reach, yo

Try, and get your feet cold

Not tired when the beat go

Like fire with the diesel

And Ice without the ski coat

Glidin’ like a ski boat

I’m nice go ask ya people

Advised you keep it equal

I go viper when it’s lethal

Huh

You’d swear my cypher had a cheat code

Ya’ll worried ‘bout designer shit

But you know your boy’s flow keep it tighter than a speedo

I’m wiser, tell ya guy’s that I despise ‘em

Side eyes, they could get some fucking guys at the peephole

Pop shots and then we ride in a Regal

Ok, I’m done, they’ll be no time for a sequel

Cause it’s over.