Oi, let's end this properly

Outro, Ghost Writer

Let's get it

Let's end this

Presidential status, DD

It's about that time for the outro

It's nada, next year, I'mma go harder

Man are like "MI sold out"

I'm a ghostwriter, war face don, then a farda

So much cake, they call me the Rainman

Devil in my pen, it's cray, man

Got a new ting, now don't get paranoid

Too much talk, now let's have a spar-off

Cash-in-hand, that's what man are screaming

Ain't got that? Then it's back to the intro

Sick flow, minus two

I'm sickening, pissing in, swimming in, women in

Exhibit U, I'm a dark horse

Spit with a dark force

Pump to the face, asthmatic

Bare numbers, bare mathematics, oh