Veni Vidi Vici

[Verse 1]

(Sick, sick, sick, sick)

Shit, a nigga like myself never chase a bitch
Raise the grip, fuck a laser shit(?), my aim is swift
Smokin' on some Asian piff, sprinkle a little Jamaican in that
Had me seeing lights like a Vegas trip
I was really on some faded shit
You wanna see us, gotta pay for it, the bass it make the pavement flip
My cadence sick, the alpha male talkin' to a beta bitch
She saw me with a delta, started raisin' fits
Voice raised as shit, wavin' razor, kids I wasn't made for it
I could take this hollow tip and graze your lips
Before it escalated we started fuckin', she does amazing tricks
She outta town I make her take a trip
Just to take some dick, wakin' up to eggs, turkey, bacon, grits
And at that moment things started makin' sense
The Matrix flick: my whole life, verbatimly relate to it
I better throw me on that fader quick