This for those who specialize in arithmetic
Obsessed with how my rhythm ticks
I gotta give em time to count puzzles pieces
Nuances too intricate to fit inside 4 bar constricts
Trade offs imminent
I barter sleep for my dreams
Please be weary my mind moving telekinesis
Time is an illusion, payday Salvador Dali fusion
Let em count it for my amusement
Far beyond killing it, genocidal wit it
Being generous I'm the reaper stealing your inner sense
Lord be a fence before I grab the tool
Lyrical exercise The core different ain't no home improve
I was born to show and prove
Slave to my memories like I'm Bourne with this
Hang man with the letters, I turn to shit to an ornament
The drop off large, departures from true artistry
Like who got bars, who painting they nails
Who diamonds only look real from afar
Who really really star, who tipping scales
Who causing for pause and who just a clone who lil Nas
Back with the pen Im dibble and dabbling
Scribble and scrambling, typical fashion, Immaculate, militant, realer than
Any rapper you really just put us with, fatality finish him
Fuck that I'll finish them, start off with George Zimmerman
Playing 50 cent many men
Im a bronze bomber, This God flow I'm rocking prezzo
Touch the hem of my garment, salvation and honor
Richer than niggas that flaunt it
Reincarnated Machiavelli Y'all can't even see me on no rap shit
Dead or wizard kelly, Is it real or cap
I show up in the booth with a firefighter suit
Bitch I want all the smoke yeah I'm here for that
I hope you feel the wrath
I'm here to bring that feeling back
It's like a Friday and I got it from dungeon like we family
And my grass greener walking like I'm Stanley
Just know any beat we will destroy
Sozo do his magic he make his beats right on a Ouija board
All these losses turning into lessons I'm wearing L's like I'm Luigi boy
It's beauty in this scenic and if they painting pictures of goats
Then me and Tre right up in it
Im a true mastermind, chasing ghosts, snort half a line
Go back in time, go get my people if the boat
Then write some rhymes bout life, true sacrifice
I walk with God ignore the vice
A easy kill, I brought a gun you brought a knife
You think you better just roll the dice
Herein-lies the definition of suicide
Callin cap on you falcons, I'm shooing off all you human flies
Run unprecedented but they discount 'em run 'cuz I rhyme vintage
100 Percent off in lane with the windows tinted
Couldnt see a nigga even if I blue before it
Across that red line they waiting with stiff arms rigor mortis
Two to the head no benign gestures
Now your piece of mind lies between selling your soul and maintaining integrity
Ts Crossed, pray to Elohim to keep my head up
Toast to the fire hardened I was bred tough
See You ain't as close as you think I'm protected offensive lineman
Son ball with the Wilson and that's word to the Nostradamus
IG got em craving attention cuz they lack a plan
Now you ass out in the bathroom twerking for only fans
Wouldn't do the same desperation something I understand
You going to play with the big boys stop throwing shots with ya underhand
Nigga
Payday
