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