Bounce

It took me two hundred forty three

Point nine nine days to reassess my life

I almost took a carbine

Living a nightmare that it nearly took me two years

To drop another track and get myself back in the frontline

Bitch I'm like eighteen number jersey in cricket

I tend to keep the consistency in career & rap silhouette

Most of my enemies are sidekicks of sanities

Who never spoke on record but keep talking shit like wanna bees

Treat 'em like adlibs throw somewhere in a corner

With a little bit of reverb and delay like a stoner

I chose my zone looked afar to the throne