You ride Peter to pay Paul to play ball Soldiers go AWOL, spray all
Then they shoot up themselves to they beret fall
I was J-Tau hearing more still than when Jay got the Dr. Dre call
For the chronic I'm a comet, you a comet from a troll
Every scroll is atomic, made to vomit on your soul
That's a goal, it's ironic that your role got reversed
Watch how you act if it's not rehearsing You shot me first cause I'll fire back
Leave you a hole in Pyewack and speed off on every rim tire on the entire lack
Lyrically speaking, when I go overboard it's clear I appear to be sinking
Into a reflection, so what would those who mirror me thinking
I'll lunge at a shy and swash man with just merely an ink pen
Crack your head just as severely as Lincoln
To all poets who rap poor to put themselves on the map more
It's just a trap door, don't fall for it
Told my mom I always knew I'd be self-made
Writing lyrics, making beats, I'll be hustling since the 12th grade
Surrounded by people being peaceful, the mood swayed
My back stayed at target, I dodged a sharp blade
I stayed true to myself with a pad and a spliff
Dropping knowledge like I threw a book off a cliff
Don't be telling me there's a sample that I couldn't flip
I wouldn't get the ethics of the art like they hover glyphs
Rappers can't stand to me, you need about a hundred ladders
Just to reach the peak of where I be, I'm over everything you see
The beats that I am meant to speak, you're posing with the dopest vocalist
My vocal cords connected to the soul like grip
You know this **** is only right
It's like when every time I hold the mic, God bless it
Like the spirits of a legend take over my mind
Think you're the captain cause you steer the boat
I spit in ocean, so I control the motion
Every time you float, I'm from the desert where we're not exposed
I'm defined, yet I'm so fly, they mistake me for a UFO
The whack is under, I'm now discovered when I arrive
They say, oh no, like a mad libs brother, peep the adrenaline
Nebnok is the name you'll be remembering
Rappers choke like eating a spoon that's full of cinnamon
Proof be gone, I'm never rested
Check the strength, I'm dropping heavy bars
No weight on me like it's calisthenics, yeah
