Kill em like they Cedric diggery
Daggery 
The only one 
The cavalry
Dungarees on me 
Let me tell you bout the swaggery 
Under me these artist are like andale under lay 
Now it’s underway, got these rappers shocked like it’s a Battery 

Now who as bad as me 
Proper with Etiquette 
Prosper to be doctor or lawyer 
I ain’t get it yet 
But probably not possibly I’m amounting monopoly 
Melancholy you niggas are sloppy 
It do not bother me 
Bottoms up these bottles and models are all synonymous 
My prominence was made on broken promises 
Working on autonomous my boy 
So don’t be speaking bout a hustle you gon leave me stuck with something like somnolence with your nonsense 

Novices it’s obvious consequence of my cognizance is causing me to cause offence 
Of course I caused a kamikaze with this shits 
I constantly got condiments, the sauce to serve, a scholar wit, Think I deserve a sponsorship,
A scholarship to pay my hexes 
No flexes I gotta sit on investments 
They try to feed me suppressants represents 
Unpleasant
Upsetting but I get it 
They cannot handle the rhetoric 
Murder anybody 
Best believe it if I said I did 

I spit it redirect it 
sheet that bleed with lead so please 
expect to be me directing 
Give it recollect it 
We neglecting greedy fiends 
I speak it beam into existing 
Break the system 
He neglected to respect it now 
He dreaming with the fishes 

And now they copy me 
You gotta be kidding 
The opportunity given 
I take it quicker than a cop could be killing 
I’m looking off of this building 
And thinking god I be living 
Like a prophecy written 
A prodigy living 
Like in odyssey, honestly given 
The chance I’ll probably give in 
And try to make a million and top what I’ve been given, 
Mitten for your hands when you handling what I’ve written 
I’m spitting then you are smitten 
My nigga get in kitchen 

Caleb:

We get it 
Hit it 
No contesting the rhythm 
We spitting
Danger zone 
So watch where you stepping
My bars is second to weapons
I step in 
Im wrecking and making a mess 
And 
Yeah They wanting a lesson Im bout to come check em
And send em all to heavens

Someone get a brethren 
Wit a jesus piece 
And come tell the lost boy where he need to be

Crossing these crossroads 
I need to find the source codes 
To the game to get the lute
Get into a core mode 

Of beast
So i turn these rappers deceased
And turn the time back 
To 1983
Where rap first begun 
I could’ve outdone 
half of these rappers
Outdone em for fun

Coming at yo throat 
Please do not provoke 
I get you on the front page
Like you on cover for vogue 
That’s deep
Yeah Im Keeping it clean 
I ain’t a killer or coward 
I just love to be mean