Bittersweet

I'm kinda sort of a cotnnesiour

You tryna dig my past up like dinosaurs before we get to meeting like carnivores

Tryna do some shit we ain't done before put it in deep make your stomach roar

Cuz you a lioness who tryna find the best I think it's me but I digress

If I don't speak forever hold my peace so baby I object

Am I up next I gotta know if not I gotta go

Midas flow might go Geronimo for my pot of gold

Tryna cope but I'm liable to snap if I'm provoked

Think I might've said yes too much maybe I don't know

In my mind I think I might go broke

But out my mouth I say don't trip you know I got it bro

On the mic my presence louder than a sonic boom