I'm fast and on the stack, I'm dead to the rafters They weapons of death and mayhem and murderers, they master Trump done got him crunk, cause these crackers is unmasking Got y'all shutting him down, y'all think it's fun to get masked Good for rapping, these solid bars are coming from a slasher Nat turn to action, but hit him with some Axe With my people being a prey upon part of the masses That bitch, my blackness, teaching me the best way to subtract it They offing us like angels, really go full Apache Plus you're only giving back what the devil's been asking You believe in more than me, I don't see no everlasting Just more lackers than patterns

You believe in more than me, but I don't see no everlasting Just more latches and patterns, I'll be boss, slave, taskin' You free, that noose with me, your brain is still lackin' The middle for the two to overstand, it don't matter You half way, payin' all them taxes, still shaftin' Prayin' to be the first, yet remainin' as the last pick Chattin' when these days, they ain't remain the same Get past the task, and grasp it till now Your present is the same, n***a Every, every, your present is the same, n***a So how you feel, cause your present is the same, n***a Uh, uh, they made you in the frame, n***a Hehehe, you the fuel to the game, n***a