Untitled, Pt. 1

Now you may not know me, but listen homie cause the heavens shine on me

My pen on point like Stony, listen closely you could quote me

I never been a phony, acted funny, I ain't Tony

I just switch up my tone, if niggas get like pepperoni

Spicy, you an ICEE, on a long summer day

Shit I likely, fucked ya psyche, but my pull-out game is cray

Keep it high-key, you would fight me, but can't find the words to say

That I'm Spike Lee, to ya pipe dream, so do the right thing

And give me my flowers, my voice been in ya head for hours

My flow as cold as showers, women take to stay empowered

I show my superpowers on the classics, so you pay attention

They gave a penny for my thoughts, I held a whole convention