Nah, this ain't a real gun
But this flow you about to hear?
Is real motherf*cking skill
Yo, they call me Alexander the Great, ain't got time for the hate
So step back with the corny flow, profligate, I'm stacking cake
And I mean real pastries, someone that cares about the money I ain't
And if that's a problem for you, pucker your lips and place to my taint
My profane style just may make you up and faint
I can't spit a couple words a second with the reverence of a reverend without reference
At least once an album to my own life and the thoughts that never end
I'm back in the places I been again, ain't never gonna bend again
Ain't ever been to Bennigan's, but here's my brand again
Just in case I leave you wanting more like Zapp Brannigan
Ain't gotta phone a friend, don't have a lifeline in store for me
Always wondering what's more for me, optimistic like a corgi
Stalk you like Jason, no Voorhees, I hate and abhor beef
Call me vegetarian as I kill this beat
Will never face defeat, so feel the heat
With the chattering and gnashing of my teeth, yeah
Only slowing down the tempo for a minute to give you a break on this track
I'm breaking my back, and bringing this back, so don't say my shit is whack
Harder than Heart Attack, Scarlxrd don't fire back, this is a respectful nod, so send it back
ATG more dangerous than HPV with the flow so natural like do re mi
Don't rate me anything more than 90 degrees, 'cause I will never turn around
You see? I know what I'm doing here, ain't gotta question me
I hear your questioning, I hear your degrading, that shit don't bother me
I'll probably just flip you off and continue singing, your ears are ringing
With the intensity of the flame that I am bringing
I'm not leaving, until I have each and every one of you careening
Alexander The Great