text: Kicking me down I get up from the rubble
  I’m ripping the skin off connected to muscle
  You don’t got no dirt on me I got the shovel
  I dig up yo grave and now bitch you in trouble
  Cleaning the mud off my shoes
  Bitch I do this, I don’t fuck with you
  So you think I’m the rudest
  I wish I could point at yo face and just shoot it
  I’m talking my shit of you hate it then boot it
  Back on the east 
  Bitch when I hop off the plane and I step in the port
  See me turn to a beast 
  Turned to a monster the moment these motherfuckers let me out in to the streets 
  Blood on my teeth from the feast that I eat
  Try to fuck with me total defeat
  Breaking the boundaries every-time I’m on the mic and a motherfucker play me a beat
  Keepin yo meat and yo skin and yo hide
  Crossing my path better bet you gon die
  Needle inside yo eye
  Bring you back to my shed
  You gon wish you was dead
  Leave you over the fire
  One day I’ll die and I’ll turn to a crow
  Back on the earth
  Im watching the show
  I be minding my business who you? I don’t know
  Only strap that I know is a bow
  Bitch you in a shark tank. around me aren’t safe
  Gotta Sharp shank, to ya heart mane
  Feel a sharp pain, then dark came
  All I see is black smoke
  When I bleed it don’t last though
  I bounce back hoe, I get a back roll
  I flick ash yo In yo asshole
  Bitch you in a shark tank. around me aren’t safe
  Gotta Sharp shank, to ya heart mane
  Feel a sharp pain, then dark came
  All I see is black smoke
  When I bleed it don’t last though
  I bounce back hoe, I get a back roll
  I flick ash yo In yo asshole
  Kicking me down I get up from the rubble
  I’m ripping the skin off connected to muscle
  You don’t got no dirt on me I got the shovel
  I dig up yo grave and now bitch you in trouble
  Cleaning the mud off my shoes
  Bitch I do this, I don’t fuck with you
  So you think I’m the rudest
  I wish I could point at yo face and just shoot it
  I’m talking my shit of you hate it then boot it
  Kicking me down I get up from the rubble
  I’m ripping the skin off connected to muscle
  You don’t got no dirt on me I got the shovel
  I dig up yo grave and now bitch you in trouble
  Cleaning the mud off my shoes
  Bitch I do this, I don’t fuck with you
  So you think I’m the rudest
  I wish I could point at yo face and just shoot it
  I’m talking my shit of you hate it then boot it