I'm comin' through the center and rippin' up what I enter
I fucked up your whole agenda, I'm a winner winner winner
Lookin' for the fetty, regrettin' y'all every let me
Get my foot up in this jetty like a sinner sinner sinner.
I'm rollin' up the splinter; gettin' white girl wasted
Shawty like my steez; I let the white girl taste it
Eatin' up these rappers, man, I might hurl faces
Take a shot of this and let the hype whirl chase it
Murder: in every possible degree
I'm a Serta the way y'all been sleepin' on me
But my fervor is a big obstacle for these
Little lurkers and their improbably debris
Of a career, fuck 'em, I'll pass 'em by in a year
Escalade fan base; get 'em ready for my appear
Shutting down any bitch who doesn't think I am sincere
Wisdom of the heart when the prophecy is unclear
Welcome into this twisted and berserk
Syllabic situation gettin' classified as work
I Iggy murk bitches, Miley Cyrus twerk bitches
So high up on my space ship; I'm Captain Kirk, bitches
No quirk business, I'm lookin' for perk riches
Don't be lyin' to a bitch, end up with burnt britches
This stellar speller drag you dwellers to the cellar
Propeller you hellers, yellin' out "I'm a jerk, bitches!"
I got the speed, got the rhythm, got delivery
It's clear to me you're more obsolete than chivalry
Artillery of locked bars, no mystery
How I turn you chicken shits into rotisserie
It's history in the makin' and concrete
So off-beat that my level's beyond reach
With brawn speech, I deliver the palm trees
Of hip hop, so respond with a fond tweet.
Jamil Honesty’s hard-hitting LP gets a new video documentary that explores its powerful themes in detail, split into multiple parts. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 3, 2023