Kindling

Wait hold on a minute let me catch my breath Sharp knives and scythes to cut through like Death Bars Trench level Depth, don’t be upset Fuck an album I’m going straight to box set Head held heavy, got more hits than Fetty Best writer, McFarlane can clutch his teddy Rock the whole boat, but the flow is steady Guess it’s my period, cause my flow’s heavy Rappers wanna talk while they inject? Looks like the game’s Od’d so it’s time to resurrect I’m the messiah, I won’t deny ya I slay the knight boy, I spit dragon fire Bars burning Hot wheels you need to retire Bars burning hot streaks you'll probably perspire Cause I shine on my own, it’s my lan-turn Breaking through patterns with clever banter-burn *Chorus* *Chorus End* Pronounced like anemone, Torching my enemies I bring elements unheard of, no BS, boy, antimony Oh wait that’s SB. Rejecting you like UC’s Squirt money out my face like my nostrils are easy cheese Raps like milk, Nice quick. I’ll trump you, politics Make your verses sound like child’s play, so you’re first off the titanic Now I’m back, I brb’d, Dishing dirt like TMZ People try and touch my crown, just Mccartney and let it be Abusing rap I feel the beat, Bars toned like Obliques Heritage is indian, but my verses have tons of meat They think they poster child, but who they supposed to be? Tracks catching on in Cali like my mixtapes are gluten free Blowing through the midwest big time tornado Looks like you’re in for a treaty, and I don’t mean NATO Getting fleas, cause my rhymes leave you scratching your head Sit down son, now roll over, Play Dead [End]