I got more balls in my left nut than you'll ever have
Dressed better than you ever had
Laid to rest with my better half
You got an empire imma level that
At a level that, y'all could never pass
And I'm back to tie up what I severed last
With some weathered glass
I'm the king of rap
Best believe I'm gonna cling to that
Whatcha think of that?
No longer gunning for anything I don't remember whatever I had to prove
I don't remember but I gotta level with you
It's hard to do that on a whole 'nother level than you
Whatever I'm bettering regular you
My pen imbedded and severing through
My ambidexterities dextering you
Hannibal really be Lecter-ing you
On how much I'm better than you, for real
I got more thoughts in one brain cell than you've ever had
How the hell I keep a level head
With a beveled edge and some beverages
And smart lines y'all never catch
I could write a flow that'll bury anybody in an 80 mile radius
I had to find a rhythm in circadian
I had to find a way to get it through to you
And end up in your cranium
Everybody know it imma blow up like uranium
I had to get it going, it was going at a pace ain't no body really feeling
So I had to spit it double time and get it to a speed guaranteeing the attention
I got more balls in my left nut than you'll ever have
Right one's still the better half
Out this world like men in black
Got you wondering how I'll ever top it coming after that
How I'm living in this habitat
I'm an acrobat with a battle axe
Like I'm Galahad in a blood bath
Don't know why labels curve me like a hunchback
Wrote the flow can't touch that
In my bag like a lunch pack
Sang a bit I'm back to throw some bars
Say a diss and imma open scars
Minds twisted like an open jar
I'm gifted y'all was gifted char
I miss when I was going far
Now I feel like I been over par
And my bars need to raise the bar
Lots agree but don't know who they are
Imma god with the flows
Like Zeus with a rod and a volt
I'm on top of my goals
Like I'm hopping the post
Ain't no dodging the ropes
Put the work in I'm popping at most
Write a check but the homage will grow
In its debt but I'm copping the ropes
And the ladder that I climb for the robes
And the roses
A couple fresh poses
In doses
I'll boast in a post where I'm posing with homies that I don't even know
Just to gloat
But we both want to go to a show, that we know would bring us growth, so
(Deep breath)
Never mind
