[Intro] Shoutout to the ladies that are wearing short skirts The same one's wearing mid cut shirts Throwing cash like it's nothing out your purse And then you say every dude is jerk [Verse 1] I'll take your tracks away and leave you in a train wreck I got loco-motives but that don't mean that I'm brainless I'm hardly even famous, but pardon me you fake kids I gotta shake and bake the game and recollect my first place I'm only 18 I rap and do stupid sh** Abuse the loops with writtens so much different when the music hits Suburbia styles get wild with my inner child Soak in the youth and get loose in these red Nikes You bob you're head right you know I'm dead right Like Biggie on a diet no Eminems ight? Get it? how I spit it with this vision is intimidating I'm breaking records without limits when I implicate it MC's won't understand an renaissance is on it's way Pica**o in his prime when I find the light of day Look it's open there's plenty of altered light Cookin' dope sh** the MC Walter White [Hook] The name's Aonair, and this my definition It's going to be important so I suggest you listen So check your dictionary, cause it is kinda scary How good I can get when I spit this ill sh** (x2) [Verse 2] Bash me with fallacies and try to get the truth out You're actually attempting to come at me with a rude mouth? Silly children, you must not understand that the microphone won't ever be placed in a better hand than mine So chime in as I'm rhyming with the essence Spitting witty and gritty defining out my message I'm spitting fire feel the sprinkles of my embers I'm getting higher spilling sprinkles on your members cause This all comes from a suburban kid Skin fluorescent and lives far from and urban crib Learn to give into the power of knowledge Funny fact is that I haven't even started at college Oh gosh it's cause I'm Ill enough to make a jedi loose battery Ill enough to fly redeye with a cabin free For real enough with the crime that's attached to me Factually pa**ing the wackest rap in the industry [Hook]