HARD TRUTHS

I'm such a menace, see the laws imma bend it

Bout time I keep a singer low, ride with a tenor

Pockets piccolo they scream to the heavens

She took the D and then fell because she know who the end is

Riding on a comet smokin on a seven eleven

Raise the bar and watch these rappers get to sweatin in seconds

Gettin deadly

This the flow I use to pour me up a glass of the yac

In my own universe cause I ain't part of the pact

If you ain't real we can't relate and that's the hardest of facts

I been sick for 30 days and still as sharp as a tac

Gettin crucial was apart of the task