I got, what you need, yeah even if you need bread
What I rock in my pocket is enough to have yo' fees dead
Massachusetts money, green bay like a cheesehead
But man fuck your cash, I'm Slim Charles shooting Cheese head
But not for Joe though, this is verse is just promo
Your flow is so-so, take the L, you so slo'
You know that I'm loco, fans screaming go, go
Girls scream the opposite, I don't love them hoes though
And my exes wanna call but fuck that got new chicks
And they do just like the haters, yeah they come after Lucid
This young cat is ruthless, some tracks were stupid
But hey, go listen to this dumbass's new shit
Come back when you sick, blood baths for you pricks
I'm weilding machetes, you thumbtacks and toothpicks
I'm nearing the heavens, triple 7s, boeing jets
And my forecast always sunny, it ain't never showing threats

I'm that little kid who's balling just dreaming of the pros
Believing I can go that far just speaking shit I know
And achievements finally came when I let those demons go
This here is my moment, I am Caesar screaming no
So let me show you just how being painless feels
Lyrical bullets are untouchable, I spit stainless steel
In a world full of fake shit, I'm remaining real
And as soon as that bass hits I just aim to kill
I am vintage, bitches, my photo's all in black and white
Say hello to the beast like when Captain Jack and the Kraken fight
I will be your tour guide and lead you to the after life
My songs can't be fucked with, this track can be a sacrifice
They're Virgin Islands cause you know they stand alone
And they're all picture perfect, yeah the canvas is their home
I'm demanding for the throne, and the haters gonna watch him win
Cause you know I'm the heir, and hip-hop's in need of oxygen