[Verse 1]
I hoping that all you people intercept
The intervention from the greatest rapper on the internet
Nowadays all I been receiving is disrespect
Because all my lyrics require a higher level intellect
I'm fire and with this golden arm I am a writer
I been holding in a lot of sh** lately like a diaper
I might f** around conspire an album and
Leave you all inspired then I'll retire , Black Mamba style
Drop 42 oh my god they on the floor now
More towels wiping up the blood off my gold shower
More power called me King Midas I might ask
To stop rap about pushing keys unless you type fast
Please don't rock the boat oh Yeah we got the coke flow
Dope as dealers or the dreamers now living in SoHo
B to the L-O, I'm the wave like Hello
“Don't you think it's weird to be weird?” n***a hell no
Ez on the couch with J and J in hand
We don't do Molly, we only smoke in grams
I never really blow smoke but I surely carry heat
Sword on my side and I'm slicing at your feet
[Hook]
It's Mola**es, It's Mola**es
It's not Mola**es
Disrespect the monk you get the devil just remember that
Raps more hellish having cities leveled flat
Depression, hitting hard as erection
Uninspired but i ain't stopping til the checks in
I tend to dress up like a gym leader
In the booth they lookin at me like the grim reaper
Flippin scripts like cars if I was Vin Diesel
A speed demon so fast that the rims screechin
Sin is creeping on me, I'm watching anime to
Keep it off me, I know the smoke is gonna keep me coughin
Till I end up in a coffin, bury me in Slauson
Don't test me just be cautious, I am a hazard
Drinking purple makes you gain weight
So that n***a Hoody said to cut it gotta stay in shape
Yeah it's true I am that n***a with a Japanese name
Mr Oda gets to you know ya where his cheery blossoms play
From New York to California and its all expenses paid
East Coast born and west coast flow that's how I'm made
They all tell in my face about how the musics great
But my pockets and they playlist putting that up for debate