[Verse 1: FlexXFillemon]
I think I'm making a success of the man that I used to think I am
Life full of filters like its on Instagram
Thinking damn people are sinking into my flow
They forgetting about my knowledge and things that I fail to know
I'm 21 this year and feeling that I'm grown
And younger girls always texting 'cause they felling that I'm old
Mature conversations, no correlation
To you that used to be hating and choose to be a crusader
Making strengths from my weaknesses, the deal is this
I'm feeling fresher than a bunch of fetuses
Witnesses dead 'cause I be k**ing sh**
And I'm finna k** it quick
Call it the apocalypse, it's obvious
My common sense is way pa**ed yours
I'm feeling like a villain with no latex on
And of course I got a hideous deed, hidden under my sleeves
And when stretch for all my goals I pray my arm don't [?]
Or else, I come through, bang like the Unabomber
k**ing like the Zodiac and looting like I'm Tutankhamen
Karma couldn't catch up to the boy, you trying to match to the boy
I'm bringing fire to you boys like I'm Zulu Xaba
[Verse 2: Sir Matthew]
Same sh** but it's different weather
Everybody in a rush to get the pockets fatter
Either through legal ways or sinister endeavors
My n***as gone get it all and nothing lesser
I bet you these psychedelics make you peep life more clever
And it take off that stress when you facing that pressure
If all you got is your team
Pray to God they don't fail you
All I got is my dream and my grandma's prayers
If this rapping don't suit me I'ma get me a tailor
Y'all can do it like Webster, we gone do it real major
And I ain't even got cheese but I'ma get to that later because
The last of a dying breed see beyond the struggles
To get to the triumph
And seek an abundance of wealth measured in knowledge
And peace within till the day that we leave the body
Like Gandhi in soul but flesh though that's just not me
The young and the co*ky confident kid
Just give me the beat
I bet I wreck it like Baghdad
Put it six feet under, mentality of a rebel
Do anything I wanna
And I'm only looking down when I get scolded by my mama
If you look inside my lungs you'll find a packet full of ganja
If you look inside my mind you'll find the blueprints of a monster
And all them other rappers we done warned ya
The time has come, the extermination of wackness has begun
Before we get to your house grab a gun
And k** yourself