[Verse] I'm not a k**er but don't push me Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting p**y Y'all don't want drama Cause drama brings problems and problems must be solved And to solve 'em Then we involving revolvers, automatics and God Cause then I gotta repent The way it looks, see I'm a soldier and I told ya not to push me Cause I push back ah I pushed packs in the ghetto, holding the plastic and metal My soul's trapped with the devil, I need help, listen I carry weapons to weddings, burners to churches Rutgers to funerals Since I think I'm next I be nervous, I'm sorry I'm sick Sick and tired, I was spitting fire Hit your clique and switch attire That means I change clothes Hit folks, spare women and children See while I'm talking the adrenaline's building Can you feel it? The pain is inside of my heart My wax is inside your ears My music is within your brain My reflection is in you tears That's in my soul so I flex my vocabulary Mix it up with my flow and it's colder than January February, March, April Not April, cause April rains, May is warm I got July in my pocket, the heat is on Look I speak sin, breathe wind, spit fire Walk barefoot through deserts with leopards and never tire Y'all dudes is getting quiet Before you was talking 'bout 20's on your tires And I swore you was walking but I ain't a liar See I came here hot footing Trying to move this weight a long distance, sorta like shot putting Whitney got my number, Daryl Strawberry, Doc Gooden Rick James, all come to check me, see what I got cookin' My man's moms be braining me when I'm not looking Though I keep explaining to her that stuff in her face is not pudding I'm not good at this, I'm bad Y'all shouldn't listen Dads, moms, call your kids and grab all this foolishness I'm saying Sha Stimuli, I'm selfish Tell kids S.T.I. forget it, y'all know how to spell look My names in the dictionary Pain of a visionary I'ma stop there, you'll it, it's my year