My skin is twenty inches bitch, I'm wearing armor
It's running in the family, got it from my father
You barely see the face, always undercover
I'm in a tower, don't go up the floor is lava
You spot me in the rain, people ran away
Clean street baby, that is when I operate
Like a drone above the city, holding every secret
If I'm on you radar, you cannot engage
Don't dare, don't dare
Take care (tho), take care
Ain't easy having a shell, ain't easy having a
Backpack full of demons
Taking half gonna turn you mad, and I mean it
You don't have the key, and I don't have it either
Think you got it, you're just trapped here with me
Your best friend told you not to hang around and leave
Didn't mean to freak you out, I'm a wicked foul being
They do call me middle finga and you prolly know the reason
Oh you brought a hammer and you wanna crack my defence?