I’m in your girls throat like some phlegm

I’m on your mind like the bullets from an assassin

they say it’s fuck the world but I got a magnum and some compassion

I can’t go raw on this shit

I only go raw in my bitch

wear protection on my hip

for the risks around my presence and my conscience

once I’m on top, there’s a few options

either send your shit to auctions

or leave this planet and join them martians

I’m a gift to the world, yes I’m wrapping presents

you rap about the past and wonder why

people get tired

I see the future and you ain’t here son

id sooner snooze than lose myself in fear son

never take a life, never held a gun

but I drop bombs on the track that make ya run faster than Usain

I’m the spark, she the butane

we an explosive combination

listen up children for my proclamation

by this time next year my name’ll by synonymous with domination.

when you think of me, think of the man that made K.O.D.

the man who single handedly took control of an industry

the man that make you lose yourself in the moment yes I own it.

we know you phoning the inside man

trying to get an idea of my master plan

never smoked ganja but hang around them Rastafarians.

I will never go puppet

you can’t marionette me

I’m in control

I’m the one who pulls the strings

I’m the one with 6 rings

your mindset’s Ewing

I suggest you keep it moving

I got to stay on top like some roofing

it takes time to rise like yeast when you proof it

so I talk my shit now, give me some time to prove it