It's a schoolyard paradigm
I treat you like you're dead to me
Put my phone on silent mode
Busy, focused on mastering
The art of dodging commentry
From hate mongering masses
The one's you call "your majesty"
Never short of a masterpiece
I vow to be a menace to every artist in the scene
That's a promise
Coz all you brothers yapping bout some non sense
Like Sheldon Cooper I'm a child prodigy
The promise is I'm promising
But I let u take your time to notice me
I'll let you know how that hip hop's never seen anything like this before
I'm the second coming of your favourite rapper
The industry's inevitably gonna worship me
Here's your seat, front row so chant my slogan
Home Run!
I'm swinging my bat like
Your mom and dad fucking in a massive orgy
You don't get 3 strikes but one
That's when you clear all the pins
Coz we live life like it's a bowling alley
There's no way you'll do away with bills
Don't dilly dally
Flagrant but no free throw
This Shaq attack, a freakshow
The first half saw some regrowth
So they thought they had me
Deal w all the curve balls that you been throwing at me
You can put the swerve in but I'll slurp it up like Maggie
Thought that you could best me, huh? Not so shabby
You might be a pro at sprint better not try to rally
I've been in this race for too long with a broken chasis
I'm just 24 but my insights like that of your granny's
You can get what you need if you want it badly
You want that hoe, hoe, hoe, so you picking a baddie
I want clothes, homegrown smoke till I move to Cali
All your flows so so, coz you know? I'm so savvy
How uncanny?
Do the math or open tally
Making art was never bout numbers
Go ask the streets
I'm learning from a sheet of paper
That I'm a rapping vigilante
So hit me with your addy
I'll come show you who's the daddy