[Verse 1] I wrote this on one of them snow days Wake up in the morning for some juice anything but OJ Look out my window I see my mom let my sister go play Sidenote, n***as doing the nae nae lookin' so gay, but ok Y'all n***as thought I still wasn't a threat Y'all woulda thought I was Tola, (Turtle) how I came for ya neck... If I'm bored I may send shots through ya chest, and the rest Of ya pieces left, gone rest a**ure that I got you in check... Like Busta Rhymes, I bust some rhymes...I bust a 9 Yea I'm roasting, I'll take some shots...I'm not wasted I'm coming with heat to cook a n***a...your pots tasteless Just face this, if you think ya writtens better, erase it Y'all thought I was at my lowest? I'm plateau They like he was mean but he done wit rap, he ain't gone battle Well all y'all can lean ya a** back...like Fat Joe Cause I'm here, I reappeared like a N7 Shadow [Hook] I'ma lyricist, lyricist... [Verse 2] I'll peel ya cap back like oranges.. Y'all don't belong in the game y'all like the tourists is So if you think to leave ya home, and shots get aimed at ya dome You gone be left to roam like the tourists leaving Florence is.. I'll break a rapper down to single cells So when we check ya bio it'll say no single sells I'm bout as sick as rapists sick wit sickle cell Who sic their cells onto women so they're not just sick themselves ...In other words n***a I'm sick as hell And I do this rappin' well if you couldn't tell Gary ahh n***as you meow under ya shells You should hide all ya rap books under ya shelves And take some notes before ya test me I'm the most important like ACT & SAT So matta fact take a sat if you ain't gonna act Cause I just might retract leave ya bloody like blatt.. [Hook]