This is the golden era
The Coldest Sahara isn't close to this- dare ya, to take a dose of this terrible towel
I'm gross as a bowel
Take a toast to the howl
Of the creatures holdin it down
I'm mowin ya now
Cuttin like blades
You ain't f*ckin with change
Shit, We all have to someday
I am, back with a body of work
Stacked with emotions such as happy and hurt
After this release I'll be with a lobbyist and nurse
Let's see which of these rappers copyin first
I'm a Mac with a thirst
Attack the mic like the back of a hearse
Im back to put to rest this mumble rap with one verse
I'm a humble cat, But shit's gettin worse
All of these rappers passin like when's the bad gonna disperse
The Attention just hurts
Spit your stories but don't let it have an affect on your work, or Health
Cause we all know how at first shit seems good as well
Music making shouldn't be taking an elevating the death count
So for now this the last you'll hear from me til the rest bounce
Shits never been so real
Have you ever had a friend who had to snatch and steal
How's our country turning the sky wheel
It's all about the money- F*ck how you feel
Said it's all about the money- F*ck how you feel
So for now I'm just workin on this music
Tryna figure out a way how I can use it
To bring together people, yet still be ruthless
Til then here's 2 songs before I lose it