Alright man, it's too good

When I spit, bet I sink the titanic

When you look at the poet, they be like "god dammit—

I mean, how is he so fly?

Heard he be the one son of Jeremiah", uh

Correct indeed, and it’s time to get the glory for his recipes (why?)

Cause I been cooking up for a long time

Poet gon' get it, I told you, this is show time, huh!

Truck em at the goal line

If they still don’t get It, must be out ya own mind

Put em in a box, watch me pack him up

Got a Taurus in my pocket, bet I keep it tucked, huh!

Fight 'em like Tyson, I ain’t tryna be pippen

I’m tryna be mike nem, I ain’t tryna be dissing

I’m reaching for the lightning

Tryna be the one you can go get enlightened

No guess i'm a star

Poet bout to play the strings like he play guitar

Everybody say I’m mean, I’m just playing my part

Like iron man, I be playing it smart

I got the gadgets and tools to break apart

Make my own lane, do my own thing

Shifting them lanes, uh

They don’t believe when I say I’ll get a Grammy

Boy you crazy you can put that on ya granny

When I spit, bet I sink the titanic

When you look at the poet, they be like "god dammit—

I mean, how is he so fly?

Heard he be the one son of Jeremiah", uh

Correct indeed, and it’s time to get the glory for his recipes (why?)

Cause I been cooking up for a long time

Poet gon' get it, I told you, this is show time

Yeah

Y'all already know what it is, man, if you don't know, you about to know

Shout out to my homie S2 for the beat, you know what i'm saying?

We on this thang, you feel me?

Hey, look, this just the start of the year, you feel me?

2026 gonna be crazy

Poet fans gonna be eating good all year, you know what i'm saying?

Rise from the hoodie—

Rise from the hoodie coming

I'm just grtting ready for y'all, bruh

We out, ah!