Let me catch the beat quick, Goin thru the motions, cuz this life will leave you sea sick, traveling the world just to find a little ecstasy, The groupies got the fucking gps on me, the tryna find, how to get close to me, delicate flowers no you see, they know the name so they be tryna let me in they popouri, to pollenate their ovaries, then tell the world they know its me, the proud Poppa dad to be, Won't have these women trapping me
And I never know which way to go, Heaven sent, son of God with a Satan flow, Write the story or just play the role, (Role) Tell me where to go
Cadance on point like I been in the league, if its a hospital of rappers none are sicker than me, and I don't talk about trapping cuz that shit ain't for me, But a lot of rapper be lyin they just picked up the T, I leave a fans jaw dropped you gotta pick up the teeth, Bullying Bullies on the beat, that's for picking wit me, I run the school yard, you fools oughta listen to me, My rhyme scheme D.Wade how I stick with the heat
Tell me where to go so I can find myself a detour, Finna hit the game like I'm Sandy on the East Coast, Lights Out Right Now, Been tellin em to pipe down, And Turn my volume Up because I'm booming with the right sound, Now of yall have IT, but yet you're imitating clowns, I'll push the panic button mass destruction Time to Wipe Em out, The wettest flow amongst a genre with a lyric drought, Outpatient , Black Plagued Bars I'm the sickest out