Caution

[Messiah] I'm a modern day Marcus Garvey Prophet of the modern day Rastafari Squad thicker than the mustache on Steve Harvey Buffalo solider got me feelin' like bob Marley I'm hardly the shit you ever thought of Writing some shit you never thought of Put to many rappers in they up in they coffins Then I tote the weed now I'm coughing Divin' in these bitches like a dolphin Caution You know this industry is not ready for me but fuck it they gon learn today I'm gods son you are an orphan An omen And o my I hereby state I be one of the greatest emcees you will ever see Flexing and finessein Testimonies testing the fact that I am a blessin' The fact that you niggas less than me leavin' emcees in cardiac arrestin' Smoking mics letting em burn these are my confessions Money is the motive that is my obsession My bank roll like hot dog bread while you still in a recession or better yet depression You cannot compete wit the kid that is just the message Impossible to defeat the essence of moi Leave you gasping for air like you breathing threw a straw Oh lord everything thing I do is on sight Guarantee to leave my mark on this game it's only right I'm out this bitch so high feeling like Dwight Feel like I just took flight I leave my life on the mic Feel the pain in my verse I leave these rappers in Hearst You niggas gone need a nurse This rap to me is a curse Or more like an extortion Destroying all young minded niggas This abortion You have just entered the messiah Caution