So today I may not be a name that fills shows
but fuck that I'm ill so, I'm invincible as far as skills go
I don't know if I will blow, so take a chill pill folks
yeah, I'm getting love but I'm still broke
Heads are still sleeping on me like a pillow
But I'm here to bring you change like a till float
Fake rappers undercover get the quilt stole
fuck your game, you ARE game, I'm in kill mode
Hot as a grill, stove or oven but still cold
Flows sewn together like Buffulo Bill's clothes
Scribe a scene from a horrow when my quill strokes
All in a days work so fuck how they built Rome
I been in more bitches mouths than a milkbone
My pecker's like a black and decker how i drill holes
and don't be making no drilling 5 mil jokes
after Flash chicks have to buy a bigger dildo
First timers to MILFs know, natural to silicoln
Slim chicks to straight Uncle Phil clones
I digress, rappers with over the hill flows
literally can't see me like Whoopi in that film Ghost
can't help feeling a little unfulfilled though
like tryin to smell a flower through a snot filled nose
but even then, do you see the rose wilt? No
you might not appreciate it but it still grows