text: Bro, like, what is wrong with you?
  Aye, man, pass the pill, man, fuck me
  Big up Skarr, aye, aye, aye
  What? Wha- wha- wha- what? 0161, lets go
  Youre dead wrong, you-you-youre dead wrong
  Spin up your jaw like a Beyblade, uh
  RIP Jahseh, LLJ-aye, uh
  Fake friends on my back
  Stay away, uh
  Bitch, I’m better than most rappers of today, uh-huh
  Hater get hit with a lot
  I’m in the booth and you’re definitely not
  More than you can say that you are doing
  Cause you in a room screwing up your life while I’m making a name for myself
  And you’re not
  Your delivery is like a robot
  DPD package bitch
  That’s what you want
  That is what
  That what you- what?
  Who’s the one you call Mr. Macho?
  Quick fist come to you like a honcho Jack, Jack honcho
  And even though I go fast doesn’t mean I don’t go slow
  I just stay at steady pace
  While you people only go
  Woah!
  The weak or the strong?
  The weak or the strong?
  Who got it goin on?
  Youre dead wrong
  The weak or the strong?
  The weak or the strong?
  Who got it goin on?
  Youre dead wrong
  Lotta shit on my plate
  Man it’s hard to deal with
  Choccy Ms. Molly got me feeling oh why
  Problems on my plate
  Got me feeling it’s a sign
  For some people, it’s hard to walk inside of a straight line
  I take and use respectively to whatever I feel is comfortable to what I’m meant to be
  Doing, I was chilling out while my ex-girl screwing
  I’m really feeling comfortable now, I look back
  At people who snaked me and I look back they wack
  Resort to the Mac
  Rather just knock someone out it’s a blackout