Bad to the bone, I'm cold
I don't ever cap but you can bet that I'm writing in bold
You'll never be heavy in the game like a bar that's golden
I got golden bars, when all of yours are stolen, uh
Writing for 7 years now, I'm 16
In a few years, I will have been the best MC to ever spit on the scene
My flows so supreme, lyrics pristine like I've mouthwashed febreze
You'll see
If it comes to ozones, I'm higher
Striking like diamonds
I'm too hot for ice, thеy melt off
Count on building, not moving bricks or being on the block
Know I hitchеd up skill levels and I'm not cocking any Glocks
Rappers chat cash, still making bangers, I ain't got much ATM
I'm amazing with the pen
Drop a great one just every now and then
Won't stop rap till death
I'm goat level like Krept
So hot like a solar
Control the game like a stroller
Flows hot and cold just like its bipolar
But I don't do ye, all these bars I dish out like souffle
When I enter the booth, I make MCs vacate
I'm serious, no JME
Seeking it, not lazy
Speaking bars, they're crazy
Rappers say they're in their bag but there seems to be holes in it
Bars living in my head, rent free and I ain't controlling it