If I pull up,
stop like its a school bus
9 on my waist like batman and his tool belt
Lyrically split your wigs and give you two skalps
I speak laws ,and throw the rules out
Lifes a game of chess ,im making moves now
My soul nasty like ,go throw them shoes out
Im not apart of earth Im living in the pool house
My nine in my sleeves never see me take the tool out
Im self sufficient
I make these beats to eat them
Dont judge a book by its cover you always got to read it
Im far from angel , I like the taste of demons
I like to use Gods and some devils for the seasoning
In atlanta some niggas poodles
Dont let it fool you
chop sticks out and aim it at your noodle
Folks that were loosers in school became the shooters
Turn to freddy Kruger with a ruger
People hungry, tryna pay for the rent
Dont come around with a diamond on yo head
They'll have you speaking gibberish
They Turn you to a sim
Being like your tour guide and take you to your end
Most of them are manicans and fake being friends
Have your body smelling like a pot of deviled eggs
Enemies try to stab me in that back they sword be doubled edge
Ninjas under your car aiming at your legs
Another in the back seat aiming at your head
Have death cuddle you like mark did with ted time to go to bed
Turn your body to a pencil all filled with Led