AB2TRACT

[Verse 1]
I treat the game like a rental, I swerve and crash with a pencil
My frame of mind is essential, they see my lines as a stencil
They trace my biblical fire supplied inside of my temple
Just like Osiris, on papyrus, afterlife in my mental
Where I chisel out my language, in my own hieroglyphics
Divide my volume to the masses, like I’m rhyming in physics
That’s why I have that density, my lines define intensity
The letters recreating the equator if you mention me
Yeah, I guess that kinda shit’s a special habit
No disrespect to Eminem I’ll never be a rabbit
I got the patience on my side, but I can see you lacking
If you need some extra faith, my brother Gane can read a passage
Nah, who am I to try to the slow the coin
Contagious with a flow, a sickness that your bishop won’t anoint
Shooting up a record just to give my verse a doper point
I break apart the industry before Khalifa smokes a joint
Damn, even my dreams are aggressive
I guess that that’s my body’s way of trying to send me a message
So if you motherfuckers really have a problem I’m suggesting
That you step up to the mic and use a verse to address it
My Goal is making an impact with a pen, pad and a flow
They say this kid lacks, all the things that make rappers ready to grow
Well, I don’t really care what they did or what they didn’t say
I’m gonna keep on rapping til the day I’m sitting next to sway

[Interlude]
But no matter what happens, never forget your day ones
The people that supported you back when you were shit
They're the people that matter, make sure you show love to them
Who gives a shit what some random person thinks man, just be yourself

[Verse 2]
Keeping it raw, sticking to the cause
Feeling like Biggie when I’m kicking in the door
Words runs deep like I’m spitting from a boer
Then providing you a rhythm to the written in my core
Gonna cloud your vision like a cataract in action
Need no gang, middle finger to a faction
See the results of a spitter with a passion
Ahead of the curve like A$AP fashion
Yeah, came from a small little place
So I never really thought I was meant to be great
I guess that life just picked an odd fate
I Couldn’t predict the path that I’d take
People start off true but they become fake
Either that or they turn to men that lost faith
Damn, and it’s a goddamn shame
Had so much wax but they couldn’t start a flame
I don’t wanna rap like I used to, uh
I just wanna be myself
I was in a bad place when I started this rap
So I’m never going back to the shit that I felt
Taking it back to the days I was happy and ready
To live my life how I want
Now I keep it slow and steady, cuz my flow is heavy
And I spit no cap just like a lowercase font
I see you have to go and drag me down, because I know your rapping was never good
I could say one word for the whole damn song and still do it better than you ever could
Insecure, with a lack of skill, so I guess you’re scared I’ll replace you
Keep talking shit, I’m gonna spit it right back and I won’t hesitate to erase you
Time for me to let the grip release
I should give that beat another chance to breathe
Man, They really wanna ask if I killed a verse
I’m like Cardi B I say yes indeed
I got the recipe for an aggressive beef
So I highly doubt you’re gonna mess with me
Man, whether on a wav or an mp3
If I say that I’m winning then you better go agree
I Kill your day, as a way to waste time
Cuz the bass I erase is made of space time
Vacate that plate, I make you taste rhyme
With a Mayday pace I Trace your waistline
Damn, I rap circles around you
No way that you’re gonna go and End me
CNTRL motherfucker and
You know that I’m not no Sucka MC