You’re mild sauce. You ain’t ready to make that flame switch.

People are lookin for an excuse to jump on my shitlist, stickin their noses in shit that isn’t none of their business.

They beefin, we leavin em cooked up.

What a waste of a pretty face.

I never asked, cared, gave a fuck, or wanted opinions.

We all know, we all know how fuckin cowards roll.

I don’t ask nobody to share my beliefs, to be involved in my beefs. I’m a man, I can stand on my feet.

Ready or not, here we come – here comes trouble in the club.

At birth, I was born with the biggest middle finger on earth.

Anybody who thinks this fuckin attitude is a gimmick, come and see me – see if I don’t live up to this image.

Swear when I come back, I’ma be bulletproof.

I never got to say I love you as much as I wanted to, but I do. I say it now and you can’t hear me. What the fuck good does that do me now? But somehow I know you’re near me.

They say grievance has its way of affectin everyone differently. If it’s true, how the fuck I’m supposed to get over you?

Yeah, you fresher than most. Boy, I’m doper than all.

I’m livin the dream, homie; can’t nothin compare. I’m so up – I’m stuck in mid-air!