By the time you hear this, I will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you cowards fukk my world up
If I was you I would duck, or get struck like lightnin’
Fighters keep fightin’, put you lighters up, point them skyward, uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up still king
Rap game’s nipple is mine for the milking
'til nobody else even fukkin’ feels me, 'til it
kills me
I swear to God I’ll be the fukkin’ illest in this music
There is, or there ever will be, disagree?
Feel free
But from now on I’m refusing to ever give up
Only thing I ever gave up’s using, no more excuses
Excuse me, if my head is too big for this building
And pardon me if I’m a cocky prick, but you cocks are
slick
Poppin’ shyt on how you flipped your life around, crock of
shyt
Who you dikks tryna kid? Flip dikk you did opposite
You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it
when I tell them shove it cause i
t wasn’t that
Long ago when Marshall sat flustered, l
acked luster
Cause he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up nothing
Brain fuzzy cause he’s buzzin’, woke up from that buzzer
Now you wonder why he does it how he does it? Wasn’t cause he had buzzards
Circling around his head waiting for him to drop dead, was it?
Or was it cause some bytches wrote him off? Little hussy ass scuzzes
fukk it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it?
What difference it make? What’s it
take to get it through your thick skulls
That this ain’t, some bullshyt people don’t usually come back this way
From a place th
at was dark as I was in just to get to this place
Now let these words be like a switchblade to a hater’s ribcage
And let be known from this day forward,
I wanna just say thanks
Cause your hate is what gave me the strength
So let them Bics raise cause I came with 5'9" but I feel like I’m 6'8"