20/20

I wish a nigga would, start that mayhem

That Mayweather money lookin' good through the Ray Bands

All money ain't good, learned that from the hoodlums

My rap's a conundrum, you ain't trained to answer

My quotes flow off, so far ahead of y'all

I seem lost, inside my metaphors

I met the four-headed beast of Revelation

I ain't worried about competitors

Ichabod Crane no brain my head is yours

I do it with the force, it's with me like Fin

Spinnin' in my vortex or the voice of Whitney

Singing in my ear sent here to guard my body