Constant pursuit of god
Tozer
Constantly reppin my squad
Soldier
Consistent carryman
Boulder
Anything less than that
Call that man poser
Mind wars all natural
Sober
You know what it's like
To lookin over ya shoulder
Navigate a world far colder
Your Batman in Gotham
And your fighting Joker
Your outnumbered but no sweat
You know the club owner
They throwing right and lefts
They just drunk off their coronas
All the owner asked was
Put it on a coaster
Being asked is like being told
Now they heated like a toaster
Shots bang rang sounding like a motor
By sunrise they all on a poster
For goodness sake son
Should've kept it on ya holster
Now bails being posted ya broker
No stock options
Their toasted
Without being a smoker
You ain't Koufax
So things ain't kosher
No closure
No anchor
No Al Roker
You got an eye for justice
Fighting a dark world thats loveless
You appear lustrous
Reminds me of the son the most high
We keep him close by
Like a sailors cutlass
Jesus to the church
They're duke and duchess
In step with each breathe
Watch as fungus becomes wondrous
Turns to pure gold with each one he touches
So stop saying I'm not cold
Bar for bar I'm lethal
I've been entering god mode
Still know my place in space
I ain't god though
He's king supreme
Im on the outskirts like Monroe
Been nice with a pen
Since I was Quattro
Fast flows im Jerry mouse
Y'all just my gato
Go ahead capture that line
Where's your elgato
You are watching a master at work