Yeah, blessed 11.11 with a gift
The rest of them wanna get to get
In store like seven-11 is
Been perfecting this
Since I was 10 or 11 then
To a point out of this world
Like Apollo 11 ships
I butcher them like katanas
To the spirits like it's vodka
Dog walking em
Got their eyes wide like chihuahuas
I drop a bag
Drop a microphone
Drop a track
Drop out going dumb but
Still I'm taking em to class
He trembling in his boots
I'm like welcome to the den
Where you gonna need a prayer so
Step aside and say amen
Words like a book volume
Fresh from ink for you to hear
If they tryna swarm
Then they'll get torn
I'll make it clear
I'm the type to pummel you then
I help you to soothe
Then split you back up like a puzzle No one else can construe
I'm the architect
Slamming em like bricks in the face
The better author so
They hate
While playing copy and paste
I'm just rapping on the tribe drums Bringing some new
Powerful alongside my greats
Give them some room
Honestly
I be the truth coming through in my Gucci caps cause they ain't
Flexing for nothing out here & they
Gucci cap
I swarm on them like a bee till
I get my flowers man
Reprimand another brother
Erase em and then I scram
Everybody wanna stir the pot
With nothing else to lend
It's like dogs got rabies out here
They biting each other hand so
I step back from them
Just to keep it civil but
They try it though so
Then I run it back fast as a missile
& when I say"it's the great"
I ain't told a lie
They trying to catch up but
The score had spiked though
Porcupine