Massage

I would challenge anyone to drop their things

And everything they've ever known, seeking wisdom and the growth

I know, all those times when I was losing divines in the hills

I keep bandanas on me, so I may sharpen my skills

Get a massage, cause I ain't escaping these pills

We need that, we are not feeling these tracks

Wait no offense, I do rap better than that

I'm on the sand spitting actual fact

But who was claiming they roll up pinners, wait an actual cas?

But actually, she thinks that niggas are bad

N-e-g-u-s, but I'm a king but I'm stressed

Never crowning myself I'd give that up to who's next