[Verse 1: EL]
Giving these rappers hell the flow is magic these spells I cast and make them dwell on the shit I write and they sell, can not weigh this on a scale
Cause That ill shit that I spit got em going ludicrous cause I'm a fucking lunatic man who you with? bitch don't worry my sight is sort of blurry I'm twisted like a mcflurry these rap n***as I burry or bury , because it ain't no comparing getting more spins than a ferris, rocking a camouflage flannel too much to handle, you blew it n***a no candle they flashing these cameras and yeah I'm eating fuck your table manners we got our hands all in the plate looking for the bread or cake write the date so we know what day that history was made man I blaze on the rooftop thinking bout summer days, when hoes use to wear those daisy dukes and when I spit it ain't a fluke motherfucker I'm the truth, Paul pierce in the booth, got chicken heads in that coupe who gives a who just light these fumes

[Hook: EL]
And we brainwashed, hear the sorrow in my voice feel the raindrops because this world is so brain washed, so I grieve feel these motherfucking raindrops x2