Epitome

{Chorus}
Perfect example of how you should do it, that’s why they call me the epitome
They know that the reason is solid; they call me it plainly ‘cause of my ability
There isn’t no cap in my lyrics whenever I’m writing, I’m writing quite literally
And you know that my skill got no limits, imma keep going ‘til I reach infinity

{Post-Chorus}
It got no limits because its carried by all my creativity
They know I’m the lyrical mailman ‘cause I’m securing all these deliveries
I don’t even spit fire, nowadays I only spit acidity
They taking shots with them lil bullets, now I gotta send the artillery

{Verse 1}
Been keeping it a hunnid my entire career, that’s why I’ve been rapping so perfect
I wanna be up there at the most top, and I think that because I have earned it
My lyrics are bullets, so when I say shells I’m not talking about no hermits
I don’t talk to all of you learners cause yall dont have your permits
I used to think to myself if this lifestyle is even worth it
I’m a puppet master, and I control all of you so I’m calling all y'all Kermits
Got my mind on the money and fame, that's how I'm staying determined
I put food on the table, and the irony is that's the same table I'm turning

{Chorus}
Perfect example of how you should do it, that’s why they call me the epitome
They know that the reason is solid; they call me it plainly ‘cause of my ability
There isn’t no cap in my lyrics whenever I’m writing, I’m writing quite literally
And it’s known that my skill got no limits, imma keep going ‘til I reach infinity

{Verse 2}
Now I gotta bring out the big guns just to show y'all that I can have a lil fun
These others say that they’ll kill sum, but in reality they’ll never do nun’
If I come outside, all of yall will run, cause you know if you don’t than you’ll be done
All of you haters are my sons, starting from now, my future has begun
After that they’ll say I only take L’s, but little they know I’ve already won
My money itself weigh more than your chain, I put it on scales and it’s about a ton
Nowadays I don’t get biweekly checks, I’m getting paid everyday of the month
I could retire at the age of 19 if I keep doing this, I won’t need any funds
Your hatin’ is what put that food on my table, and what’s funny is I still eat em for lunch
I’m always getting called for duty, cause they know my lyrics be packing a punch
When I say I’m gon’ blow up, I mean it for real, all of this talking ain’t just a hunch
I write all these lyrics with my own style, and the kids love me like I’m Robert Munsch
My life a movie, but all of this real, so best believe that I’m not pulling no stunts
Before I got to this height, they used to squish me all the way down to the size of a runt
And just like I said last year, I ain’t get this high by using blunts
I’m hittin’ it home, and imma keep runnin’, life is too short to be hitting bunts