All Of That

Hello haters, shoutout to my adversaries I shut down tracks like Canterbury in January

I won't stop until your whole brand is buried Came back to clean up the mess and make it sanitary

Infinite material, sittin' in the chamber

Pick a song, any song, I'll hit you with a banger

Jesus Christ, I must have been spittin' in the manger

Cause when I'm on the course, I'm the pick to win the major

At this point, the poison has become a distant stranger

Changed up my style just to add a different flavor

Still get a little high to be civil with the neighbors

As I mingle with these jingles, sendin' signals to the fader

A master with sentences the transfers are effortless

I don't get back to messages, a DraftKings degenerate