It's TwentyOne
And umm, I'm bout to be 21
If that counts
Only Cla**ics, forever
Uh
What you need? Bet I got it, or could get it
I'm a pilot, navigating through this game to get up in it
Who you tricking with that nonsense?
That, "oh I'm the bomb" sh**
That, "oh, I'm the one, I just the LeBron of rap."
n***a, I doubt it
With those basic a** lines that you talking?
Them repetitive flows like your mind has no content
Almost every one of y'all is a** like Eeyore in the first place
Speak as if you grinding but you tweet more than you work
Face facts
I just call it like I see it
I see it as a wonder other people never seen it
You have no type of vision
Better luck to see at night
n***as spitting like they just learned how to read and write
n***a, you nice, you nice
You not, you not
Regardless of your hype, who the f** gave you the mic
Who the f** told you to rhyme?
Who the f** told you to write?
Whoever told you to spit, whole opinion wasn't right
You say Aziz ain't nice, well you prolly be correct
Only got one shot like the ref called a tech
So you can't live life being Mr. Nice Guy
Tryna take my spot?
I could tell em nice try
TwentyOne is on my mind
Yeah
TwentyOne is on my mind
CUTS TO 12-YEAR-OLD AZIZ
My name is Flow and I know how to rhyme
You out of line if your rhymes try to compare to mine