Pointin my erection in your direction
White basil, hazel eye complexion
Can't keep up with my unbearable detection
Im makin money like the church collection

These vasectomy rappers, are shootin me with blanks
Makin these traitors, walk them planks
Takin over rap game with iron tanks
We comin on all sides, surround the flanks

Im coppin my own mixtape before you buy it
Bitch these rules, I just defy it
Stealin money, brinks heist riot
Play you out, at home dont try it

A2K is blazin the track, im just a piece, like a mac
Wield it quick, no more to gain
Im burnin these bitches left to right like acid rain
Your ears are scarred from lyrical pain

Sniff the beat, like the caine
Caught off track, lack of brain
Fuck a bitch, call it a train
She gettin off topic, slut gettin slain

Im a well known product, household name
People get killed, im to blame
Lyrics I spit, got no shame
Day to day, dame to dame

Sick shit is my claim to fame
Smack a bitch, call it cliche
If I get famous, ill do cliche all the way
Everyday ill make my way, seein colors, never grey

You in trouble cause you been actin a fool
Actin like you still in school
I ain't your buddy, watch and drool
Ill show you up, your wack im cruel

Enough bars yet? I dont think so
Campin on the beat, spittin eskimo
Rx talkin, off his rock you know
5degreesOff is a growin crop so..

I dont spit on this track, I chew beats
Call me the TRx of Song Ft.‘s
Featuring me, im elite
Space them syllables out, And take a quick seat