[Verse 1] Needing a beat, in these trees I trust I do what I must to make a speaker bust I'm a caterpillar but imagine iller Picture me going bananas next to a mad gorilla And no that ain't a diss to Shade & Royce Matter of fact I praise them boys HANDS UP! Make some noise Sticking with me like there ain't a choice Get it? Stickin’? Cause I'm talking about bamboo I can do what I can't do when I'm stuck in a room craftin' mad tunes The time has come, now the track is here, the rap is clear Variety of hip hop mixed in, add some pop The album's dropped, cannot stop, going for rap of the year! [Chorus] Master the craft any chance I get, even if I got to beat on Bamboo, bamboo, bamboo, bamboo, bamboo Raised to believe my words are weapons so I guess I'm blastin' At you, at you, at you, at you, at you, at you [Verse 2] Got to give my boys props A once in a lifetime experience A silver lining with this vibe Maybe, just maybe you're hearing this Unique sound! Heads nodding to each pound! Of the tree and the drumsticks A safe assumption I can make of the public (Wait, wait) You’re thinking that I won’t snap? (A-Game) For this supreme collab This been a long time coming or was it? When I can just turn nothing to something Free of gang signs, use same rhymes, still take pride Cause I’ve been number one since it became prime So I’m making music for the troubled era This summer’s getting fired up, I double dare ya! To sit and listen for a minute To rock to beat that the people be kickin' And maybe, just maybe there might be a solution To the problematic future you’re puttin' the youth in N.W.A.’s track 8 debut play Put into place any man with a crude face Can’t stop the raps from expressing myself Platinum plaques that’ll head to my shelf Diligent, at a level that you’ll never get A citizen who can listen in and turn it all to an instrument Picking the rhythm, speech finishing in triplets Beat I'mma killin' and not pleading that I'm innocent Woo!