Filet Mignon

[Verse: Esem]
All I do is make loops and write to ‘em
I take a sample off a record, put a knife through it
The blade sharp, now who gon’ try telling me this ain’t art?
Shit I still be gassing through the brain farts
My face scarred like Tommy Flanagan off Braveheart
You better off fainthearted than showing fake heart
I’m 27 got a late start, just tryna find myself like a group picture
Hit the bar for starters give me two pitchers
What is y’all having? No tequila ‘fore I cause havoc
Out in Oakland winning like I’m John Madden
If he been seasoning why you throwing salt at him?
No exorcist might throw a cross at him, jaw cracking like a raw addict
They tryna claim tough, just your average Joe wit’ a pay stub
The wait sucks but I’m a working man Siri play Rush
Don’t take drugs just stay drunk
Watch my tío stay up, shooting dice till the sun came up
I joined the game once but never came up
Used to be a loudmouth, now I don’t say much
‘Cause my face stuffed with dark Coronas and the chicken mole
Or sample [?] in winter solstice
Yeah I quit the Hostess, after getting dissed by a pretty hostess
No more relying on my wits it’s hopeless
I’m kidding though forget emotions, just stay the night no Billy Ocean
Or we could post at the marina watch the shitty ocean
Yeah the wavy music make me do it
Straight into it Baby Huey be the face influence
Flow filthy like I drain the sewage
Still learn the game being a lazy student
Back when I did it for the love till I grew up
I used to get drunk till I threw up
And still do, just no more malt liquor only real brew
Pacífico it keep me in a chill mood
I swear the sample dustier than mildew
They say I rap good but can’t make a song
Long as they know I rap better I don’t take it wrong
Be amazed, this a phase for y’all to gaze upon
Quit the pork but still eat a lil’ steak, filet mignon

[Outro: Esem]
Yeah
That raw shit