Skin of golden dragons draped across my armored shoulder pads
Thousand dollar blunts across the table, we ain't pay for that
Feel like I'm too old for recreation, I be smoking for solace
But still too young to really see beyond my means
Better wise the mind like Nas said if you ain't got a team
Better learn to get it by yourself
Turn back the page to the fundamentals
How to structure rhyme schemes
Study the greatest of every generation
Passion is timelеss and you can feel it in your mind's eye
Nevеr without the papers, I roll up before I kick shit
You don't think I noticed the aura change and your pitch shift?
We smoking on that crystal lake so jealousy is crystal clear
The only Jason you would be is Todd, playa
Gone and kick your rocks 'cuz we ain't giving no fucks
That baseline will clear your sinuses up
And we been on the other side in terebithia
Practicing magical spells from ancients of old
It was a pack of coyotes stationed around the abode
Never a bumper or pusher but hold the blunt with my pinky
Because the rest are getting down upon that notepad
Lyrical assassin
Itachi to any pose
Or probably Madara to Shinobi Alliance
Not with the violence but if it came down to it
You'd need vibrainium suits of a Black Panther
To barley manage to match me
Detachment to certain habits but
Maybe I can get back to my elevation
If only to match my shawty, she waiting for me to step up
I done fell in love with a boss
She make wanna be better
And I can cope with the losses because my target's getting clearer now
I can see it clearly through the dark fog
Word up