The World Is Mine

Back with a vengeance in the back of this Benz bitch,

I’ve been poppin’ pills & sinnin’ away my innocence,

With a MacBook of my raps filled with verbal bullets,

Then I pull out my mic like a semi-automatic Mac-10,

With 32 rounds of 9mms then snap to shoot & lyrically kill anyone under my level tryin’ to ratatack me, outrap me, I’ll leave these wannabe G’s 6 feet deep,deceased beneath my feet,

Going against religious beliefs

to beef with me,

Why you vegans on your knees trying to eat my meat?

The industry will turn friends into enemies, cause of greed,

Frenemies switching teams, hatin’ outta jealousy,

Whack MC’s wanna see me bleed, but fuck with me & I’ll kill your rap dreams then leave the crime scene, with ease I pen down these ink blots from my warped thoughts,