Master In His Prime

It's the veteran who's better than a master in his prime
Half a decade in the book so I'm never short of rhymes
Storing lines like an addict who confines it in hiding
King Kong mode though my phone isn't vining
It's fine for the time because this flip shit is basic
Smart phone dome I'm the brain that's embracing
The grace of simplicity, true authenticity
Higher level living to be blunt, while I'm ripping tree
Shots from the baseline my FaceTime is Kodak
Turnt school, you heard through the grapevine so know that
I'm in this, one fuck no feelings
Unstuck from ceilings that block from my millions, my chill friends
Will kick this, push boards with Billness
Tossed up from stillness and nossed (Nassed) up by illness
Now ya'll just the witness, crown me with kingness
Drown what remains of the track because I killed this, bitches

Man I'm an animal my qualities intangible
Opponents step back, get splashed like it was cannonballs
I am a phantom full of hunger like a cannibal
And I'll be damned if you can cram anything more than random bull
Into your lyrics like anyone wants to hear it
Success is the goal but unfortunately you're nowhere near it
And so you hear the cheering, but know it's from the rear
And it's so simple to fear it so hold onto your steering wheel go
I give gifts no tricks Halloween
The crowd bounce to my beat like they were on trampolines
I got more genes than I need to make the green
I steal the scene, drama-queen, and send your ass down a ravine
I take no days off but please don't call me Bueller
Freak of nature I'm consistent as a computer
Stealing shows and causing whoa's I am a looter
Reproducing shit like me? You mine as well be neutered