Suck gas evil doers underground I’m thesewer
Trained by Master Splinter kick that shit it’s manure
Big dream pursuer will it into existence
Living in my truth bussin’ down the resistance
When speak people listen, I got the gift of gab
Exercising god giving talents and all y’all niggaz mad
Raise off pen and pad but I’m ill on the iPhone
The party was sad til the DJ play my song

Knuckle up fuck boy I’ll put you on your ass
Edged weapons ill fuck around and get stabbed
Mad lessons coming homie can you do the math
I’m all that remains if you obstructing my path
Collecting Duckets then we laugh
Off the bucket list we scratch
Like 420 in Denver or that bad thang you smashed
All the Cobainiacs singing me praises the screaming COBAIN when I hit the stage

The last of a trilogy the realest yeah they feeling me
The feeling I give is breathless, Kenny G
Dussi’ over Hennessy fuck it I said it
Remy VSOP that’s in my heritage
Boss of the beverages drink up be merry
Even though I’m heaven sent i raise hell and it’s scary
Ass whippings they my vary shoot ‘em out like Danny Ferry, I’ll leave this bitch bloody like the prom scene in Carrie