Chorus: It's not you’re called, it’s what you answer to
Father too tall, that's what genetics do
Crawl for you walk, or break a leg or two
Never mix emotions with business, that unprofessional
Verse: I got some japanese shit on my wall that i can’t read
But the basis is peace and happiness and angel wings
I been feeling cocky for a minute, time is infinite
I’m supposed to be humble, fuck it bro you can’t compete with me
Take a breather, please, gotta b-r-e-a-t
What i’m missing? the “h-e”
If you listen, this my wishes
Okay, I need a closet full of shit that's different
If you get it, women kick it with the kid then
Free my guardian, pops was whippin in the kitchen— time to switch flow
This is simply what I solicit
Aura is ominous and
I'm low-key a god of mischief
Get it like asgard, i’m floating when Prod is spittin
The world in my palm and mitten, ya girl lemme dog her kitten raw
Surely i’m a ticking bomb, this damage that im finna cause is sinister
A loose cannon to shoot
From this view, man it’s so beautiful (Boom) that’s what it do to ya
Chorus: It's not you’re called, it’s what you answer to
Father too tall, that's what genetics do
Crawl for you walk, or break a leg or two
Never mix emotions with business, that unprofessional (repeat)