VERSE 1
I'm the white-knuckle barbarian owing to my complexion
Cops Preeing cuz im dope like an A-Rod intervention
Earl-esque cla** clown and the last to attend it, just kidding
I'm a model school resident
Corrosive, abrasive, like a strong acid
Preaching to my crowd finna call me a pastor
Rewriting Biggie's bars some might call it a ha**le
Not sweating tho, I'm a lyrical master
Linguistic gymnastics, flow tighter than a tight rope
White version of Notorious, still a mack tho
Reppin my crew, 226, where I'm at so
If you hear fire know its me in the cla**room
Call me King Kunta I don't take any losses
First performance for a crowd and yet its still pretty flawless
No drive from my haters there ain't nobody hating
Now let me jump into the hook cuz NV be swaying
HOOK
I may not be known as Big Poppa
But I keep the crowd bumping, all y'all keep stunting
I may not be known as Big Poppa
Rhyming to the beat, keep all y'all on your feet I
Could be the new Big Poppa
Cuz I run the talent show for this NV crew, I got respect for my squad and love for all of my ladies, ladies
VERSE 2
Really don't think that I'm a rapper
Naturally very talented but I'm still a slacker
Fellas think that my raps make me kinda wack but
Its just a vibe that I get when I'm on the track
Its my moment in the spotlight now, and Imma live it
Be the GOAT MC ‘fore my tape even hit
I put it down for Ontario, T.dot
#wethenorth till I'm dead and gone, feel that
I Know Myself, I dont have no woes
A real mack, The game and all of my foes
Thaw me out because my flow is oh so cold
SAC gave me 2 minutes 30 seconds so
I devised a way to win the whole damn talent show
Watch me in the future, cuz I fight with my pen
2Pac type, finna down a bit of that hen
One sec tho, cause NV swaying again
Hook