[Verse 1] Listen here, I am the best, there's no comparison Y'all flow is embarra**ing, I k** the track, burry it I'm the greatest, Jason could face it, I'm on that scary sh** And my girl is very thick, while yo chick on that Paris sh** Make yo girl nair the clit, then f** her with a hairy dick Ew, that's nasty, you're right dog, I'm very sick But for some reason, that make her wanna get married quick While these mouse n***as chase the cat, Tom and Jerry sh** Pimpins in my heritage, not selfish, I could share the b**h Pick her up, make a lot of swoopes on my Sheryl sh** Boy I run the town, I guess I'm on that sheriff sh** If you on the top I'll knock you down like Keri did You were not prepared for this, now you are aware of this Everywhere I go, I get it popping, like Marry did My jock heavy, I bet that you couldn't carry it Break all of the records, then retire like Barry did I'm different, y'all common like the name Larry Smith And my flow is nasty, like a chick that got some hairy tits You want a diss track? Go ahead, dare me b**h If this was 8 Mile, then you're looking like Clearance did I'll smack the moustache off of ya hairy lip Got a lot of problems never solved them with my therapist These d** are all impairing him, he's needing better parenting Radio is airing this, Futuristic's arrogant [Hook] Oh my God, he's so co*ky, but I really like it Ay, f** that n***a, he ain't f**ing with Lil B cuz, based god He sounds just like Childish Gambino Gosh, find your own swag, dude, f** off What can I say, he's dope, Futuristic is on fire It's been interesting watching him grow With this from his first video to where he stands today It's just a matter of time before this kid gets signed, duh Go Future, you're so dope [Verse 2] Yeah, I thought I told you lil n***as, I just do me Boy, I'm in my zone like a hoop team in two three Me and Jay Boy in the hoopdy with groupies Don't like it? Then sue me, I do me, so do she Oopsies, they tell me that I poopie on the best I don't need to cash a check or throw a chain around my neck I make good music, got cash money my jams def And I do it by myself so you better show respect I don't need these labels that be gaming all the rest Just to tell me how to rap or f**ing tell me how to dress And tell me to get a nose job so I can look my best And ask for bl**jobs and cheesecake While they're behind their desk, nah I ain't with that, break them like a Kit Kat My raps ill, you been wack, so yo tracks we skip that Fresher than a Tic Tac, go harder than a six pack You b**h made, like girls dogs, I get p**y six cats Sick raps from the mind of an ill poet I'm f**ed up, I try to hide it but still show it And you will notice, behind the lens, I'm the real focus Patient and still focused, been waiting to k** showbiz Dopest rapper that you ever heard, duh Wait, you ain't heard of me n***a? What the f**, is you doing with yo life, lame boy This is real music, so if you feel it then make noise [Outro] Futuristic keep this up This is how people become legends, I'm stunned I listened to this song for about three seconds And I was blown away, get this now Oh my god, I can't believe I went to the same high school as you Whether Mr. I Had To Do It is going hard on a verse Or delivering a smooth hook, Futuristic does not disappoint Futuristic is not your average new rapper What separates him from the pack Is his lyricism and professional delivery Futuristic is on his grind to make it As he described in a recent interview Music is my life, I don't know what the f** I'd do without it