Did this shit in one day the **** they talking bout What they on? It’s just another day But every time I rewind I’m reminded we ain’t made it yet I’m so confused, It’s elusive the reasoning That’s why I packaged all these tunes and shipped em out express A single day to make it great that’s a light pack A likkle faded started slurring gotta fight that Got the munchies but can’t a take a break I might snack Upon remains of MCs that don’t write back That ain’t no diss, that’s a blip ‘pon the radar Edgecution in its this bitch it’s boutta get rated r Kill Tony with the bar about Churchill Downs Feel like a western strode upon a horse with lit cigar Merely spiriting a portrait bout my coat of arms My colt revolver, my pen, my locomotive calling Choo Choo, bless you ‘less it’s silent auction Rip that Prada off him, Put him on display, like a aged filet J.R. ranger with the bangers that’s my middle name Lone gunman with a hunned styles, yeah switching lanes Astroturf but these verses deep like real dirt Digging up some shit, for me to re-unearth See there ain’t much I haven’t found Excavated my whole mind, and the gold has not run out nah Issa battle for the south now ‘Fore I bring it all home, booking shows, first I’m south bound She looking good enough to take trip to pound town Know I’m bumping too much Pac, thats was a shoutout Let me get my ass back to my own sound So many flows do not know which way he’ll go now So many __ (hoe$) they want clothes to bless they profiles Not to please me, but to feed the creeps and ho followers Neighbor please don’t wake me, hoe I’ll turn it louder Make them believe, what they seeing is just internal problem Gas lighting, I’m done fighting, I’ll just play Their own game, I bend rules I’m just saying Won’t play fair, will lay claim to advantages You’re laying bare see-through you like thermals cameras All in a day, creative effects of cannabis Will innovate but estranged, like our candidates I would debate but can’t promise that I will persist Got too much music to mix, 3 hours plus add to this At this point I’m cooking comfortably Twenty songs in a month might exaggerate but lemme see I stand corrected it’s even more not including beats Include those I’d have another pack of Inner Peace But no rush, not like MW2 No rust, this a drop in the bucket I got a few Loaded up and waiting Boy turn down the faders It’s time to fade out, Cal merch made the beat I let it play out