[Verse]
Nothing you can tell me I ain't told myself already
Whatchu trynna do fat-shaming Fat Amy?
Now you can't blind us
I teach all ya niggas to be woke like Black Panthers
Rappers be clumsy but skilled enough to catch an L
Acting funny like SNL
Wow- either I win or win
They lose or lose, I'm laughing like LOL
Oh, Lord! I'm only getting started
But I told the sewer, "Never take my shit for granted"
I'm as crazy as Nike on the moon, I'm a lunatic
I brought mature changes to the game like I'm puberty
Any critic say my music is bad?
It's not complex for me to pitch forks in your head
Ask Russell, even the deaf jam to my tracks
Y'all getting whitewashed by a nigga this black
Yeah, I'm no saint but I'm on a mission
It's like treated cavity the way y'all catching feelings
Oh yeah, I'm better than your favorite rapper
Oh, damn it, I'm your favorite rapper
Shaolin soccer scorelines when my team's the kickers
It's like a movie, we score more than Hans Zimmer
Nothing is above me so nothing's on my mind
But you're nothing and I'm over you so this is undefined
That's a little Math but don't get hooked on it
And that's a pun, but don't Captain Hook on it
I punch rhymes from the side, that's a hook on it
One long verse, don't need a hook on it
Poetry professionals thought they was on roll
Had to propose a prose that made these pros pause
Fire emoji, I'm OG fire, it's principle
I give you all me, you owe me principal, ah
Don't expect to win against me, you' idiot
You only expect when I'm not around; period
And what's the outcome?
Some rappers could have been the best but Malcom, but Malcom
I've been laden all summer, they been waiting for my bomb to drop
Coz they be sure I got more bars than a noisy flock
My expressions make good impressions
I paint the panic, color hurry and desert my portraits
I'm an army but I'm a lone ranger
And why're you in denial coz my flow's better?
You date hoes but they dig me
I drive 'em crazy, I guess that's why they crush on me
Heard a fool ranting that I'm not the greatest
I made that fool stop at the end of that sentence
I do this over and over like walkie-talkie dialogues
I carry lines with power, guess that makes me a pylon
Homie, let me tell you about your origin now
You came off from my style, you ain't original
And when I pull up with di folk, you'll think I'm Origi now
So on the octave, I'm all real G now
Boy, I run every city; I'm talking municipals
Dealing with this Mickey Mouse clubhouse, y'all Minnie's pals
We all need something state of the art
That's the current state of the art
On the road to what rhymes with Figtree
I can L any dawg who barks the wrong tree
The way you take shots like it's wine and punch
Stop complaining, start fighting- try not to whine and punch
It's now formal to do everything for Mal
But I destroy them, they malfunction when Mal function
The fly ones land on my flow; Captain Sully
Lord, we never needed your grace; just Sally
A theist or atheist, it's still funny
It's all fake when you claim you got bars now
It's all fake when you wear Hugo Boss now
I'm tired of fakers
Take that mask off and see you got no future as rappers
You need three notes to catch up with me so far
A corny line within range, I never miss so far
Before Facebook, I protested on classroom walls
Realities I show are realer than reality shows
Word to the bourgeois city manager
I'm a broke man with more debts than a calendar
I feel like a Ranger, the way they tax us
We're not troublemakers, the trouble make us
In memory lane, trynna make my memory learn
My history is like the future to all of these men
Yet they keep adjusting the finishing line on the lap of victory
The race longer, no longer rest, the rest is history
I do more for the city than the mayors do
They say, "Who cares for the city?" I say, "My ass do."
They say I don't sound ghetto, I said, "Mayaz, dude
Your stereotype! The broke can be intelligent too"
Well, the mayor says the truth is his testimony
Okay, wear the polygraph, we can test him on it
You is a murderous murderer, I attest imhondi
Murderers never telling the truth - my stereotype
Leave it all to the youth, nigga
