Every conversation making complication

Won't stop the slaying till I get ovation

What's going on I can not feel my brain

Got my mind fogged up like the windows when it rains

As of late the clouds are breaking less than the bank

If you try and find my flaws you'll be drawing a blank

When we walk up in the room you'll be smelling the dank

And I'm copping all your gas like I'm filling the tank

I don't ask for respect, I just cash all the checks

Smokin' gas to the neck, till I astral project

Kickin' smooth flows, they be saying I'm the nicest

I couldn't see your soul if I opened up my eyelids

Take this how it is, a diss, bitch I got you submissive

Never miss, that's it, mister slick like Bisquick

Sp-Spittin' flame everyday, run for the fire escape

Hangin off your old shit, give your wires a break

Floatin' to the top, smoke the pack, that's just how I'm livin'

Broken like some chalk, I don't brag, it just fuckin' business

Knowin' what you're not, get your stack, that's just my opinion

Waitin' for a flop, matter a fact, you don't see my vision

Cover your tracks and boy watch your back

Cos we all know ain't built like that

Ya delusional waste of skin and taste, man

You make my skin itch and I can't get a break

Fu-Fuck with my clique, then you know we slingin' metal guns

Lines gonna hit you like your touchin' stingin' nettle son

I got knocked down back when I acted a fool

I was down bad, bounce back brand new

Floatin' to the top, smoke the pack, that's just how I'm livin'

Broken like some chalk, I don't brag, it just fuckin' business

Knowin' what you're not, get your stack, that's just my opinion

Waitin' for a flop, matter a fact, you don't see my vision