They tried to cage me and tried to tame me
I flew away
He ain't pay me, I put my feet and fists into his face
He a cream puff, a burnt up pastry
Got thrown away
I done seen stuff, it made me crazy
Don't know my name
Grew some wings and turned into The Raven
Break up the pavement
Lacin' my blunt with coke and X
I'm in here shakin'
Takin' my spot with rage, rappers I'm slayin'
Put the heat up on him till he shrink, now he a raisin
I'm cravin' these pussy punk bitches in the industry
No social studies, I'm turnin' these youngins into history
You fuck with me, you getting so much more than just an injury
I'll do you the biggest favor possible
Put you out of yo misery
And ain't nobody gon' be missin' ya
Laser on this Glock 23, I ain't gon' be missin' ya
Blade on me, It's gon' be rippin' ya
Itchin' to kill ya bruh
And then it's right on to the next
I don't think I can kill enough
Don't you love the feeling when no one can fuck witcha?
Clearly talkin' to myself 'cause y'all ass still ain't got the picture
Boy I framed it for you, put it in yo mailbox myself
I tried to help but I guess y'all only care about gettin' richer
So I'm pile drivin' artists left and right
Get the fuck out of my way and take it as the best advice
I'ma freeze over the game with just a single breath of ice
Ain't nobody wanna listen when a youngin said it nice