Yeah, it's time to get it, no Kidding, I'm in it to win it, no Gimmick
I'm eating me spinach
I get it, I'm spitting, completing Thee sentence
Admit it I'm gifted
No need to be finished
My mission is vivid
I'm seeing a vision
I be in divisions that breathe in
The lyrics
I'm free in the kitchen and Cooking.
The seasonings been in the cook Book the reason I'm in it

Long winded when it comes to Being attentive
Sentences comes from believing a Entity
This is a sump pump of freeing My energy
Listen the thump is the key in the Remedy
Itching to pump up a beat Unbelievably
Filling the stomach up, eat and Delivery
Penmanship comes from repeat it Repeatedly
Taking it further than being just Being me

I, put it together then cut it to Pieces, it's ready, I got the
Ingredients right
Sauté and butter the beat then Uncover the heat
Its just low to the medium high
Man, I'm just loving this
This is some other ish other than Wondering is this ish hot
I'ma keep coming and I'ma bring Others in long as they go get a Piece of the pie

Gotta keep hustling
Moving them muscles and when You start bubbling, give
That ish back
I came from nothing and then I Made something from nothing I'm bumping this ish in the car
Listen it bops
Frequency's simply picking the Lock
Memory got it I picked it Unlocked
Tendencies honestly killing the Bar
Efficiently rocking them it ain't No stopping him
Don't try to copy him
Don't try to block on him teeking Him back
Don't try to plot it on him or Throw some rocks at him
Look at them flocking retrieving
It back
Got them all bopping
I give them no options cause Honestly, that's how I'm
Feeling right now
Positive vibes over here, don't like It, go look in the mirror and look
At your eye

Now let's make it clear, I look at myself in the mirror and appear a Remedial
Guy
I'm definitely weird, cause all of The things I said here but cheers
Believe it or not
I might drink a beer or maybe put Something up there in the air
I'm telling no lie
No need to fear to put something Up in your ear
Come here, we got it on lock

Clapping and stepping in right to My residence
It's looking elegant
Feel like the Jeffersons
Smell like the freshest scent Count all my blessings and round Up my lessons
The testament's evident when I Come repping it
Not even relevant maybe Irrelevant
Maybe intelligent or unintelligent
I'm like the hell with it
Cuzzo keep yelling and telling me Stop

Yo, stop, the beat is over
My bad