Been in the game for a year and still
Ain't started what I'd call a career
I Flow hot and go cool when I go Super Saiyan
The Great Ape chase The moon like the prodigal son
I'll Probably come home like Otto Wombier
With my brain smashed in Hearing out of one ear
Cause I only Go hard, nigga I don't want beer
Final
Mean-mugging Chicano
Straight outa Chicago
Bar-heavy aficionado
With efficient attacks
F*ck the Smash Bros. I'll put a shell in your back
With the chip on my shoulder really playing the stacks of poker
F*ck the odds, only play with backs to rope and
Deal with cards that I'm dealt relapse to Roman's Revenge
Nikki set 'Em on the edge
Close to the time he said he's never rapping again
I said damn, I really want to be like him
Putting them rhymes together
Now who's this dude they call Rakim?
In some ways I been rapping to dissolve my sins
I started wack and evolved through divine setup
In just a year I've kind of figured out flows
Flamed till it flickered out smoke
Straight to the issue now no fame
So no figures or gold it don't matter
I perform like the first letter A
The next letter K stands for Kalishnikov
Then the 47, don't keep your third-eye closed
I'm expanding my mind just like De La Soul
My percentage 'bout to go up
Cause I invested time writing rhymes, stock my flow up
I'm a Peter chasing pan so I won't ever grow up
Till I hit every milestone that I can set my eyes on
That kinda stretch the horizon
Yeah, I'm philosophical sort of
Kinda dropped at the border
Between Ghadafi and Fyodor Dosdoevsky
With the logic of a Spock
An a-nomaly
Claim you adjacent, I'm isosceles
Cause opposite is equal in my world
In R-A-P there's no defeat in my words
I made me to a genius through long verse
Long Beach to D.C I'll conquer