Yo, it's the L to the O to the R to the D
A day of the finer rapper that's harder than me
I'm the shit, and I spit like god on the beat
You's a bitch and a pig like the lard that you eat
I stay current, sometimes I flow with the cold current
Then I swiftly change, god ... give the language
My anguish is felt by your language and self to get hard
Now you hang from a belt
Strange food fucking cowards remain...you
I got a straight, and y'all in the same suit
You wanna hate, cause your girl plays the skin through
But I'm just a maestro, she gave my dick lipo
When you read I was the best that was not a typo
Actual fact, I'm giving niggas actual smack
I'm getting money, these actual racks
See me in the mall, spending up what's in my wallet
So many bags, confession of a shopaholic
I got a pig named Brollic, and he's just that
Personal protection trained, you can trust back
He will bite your ass, I will fight your ass
Down to a gasoline and ignite your ass
Combustible fluid, they love how they can trust in my music
Incinerate these little fucks ...
I'll never loose it
See on times to put me out the pasture
Only met with laughter, you fucking bastards
Anything I started... to make me finish it
And now it's something good for me like baby spinach
Making god's energy, you see a loss and it makes you a Jehova's witness
Beg for forgiveness,
Son of man means I am the man of the sun
Gun in hand means I have my hand on my gun
So don't try to run, you'll only die tired
Any way you move that will be a lot of fire
I can show... that you all fucking liars
Tell me that I'm smooth, only preaching to the choir
I'm reaching higher, I'm on the next degree
I'm better mentally, spiritually and sexually
A certain standard that you've come to expect from me
No associates, I approach and collect...
Shout out to ... shout out to ...
Just like a reaper, I travel through the ether
Until the next dimension, always the best intention
You in the presence of god and I forgot to mention.