Yeah Webby

I drop 50 bars mad bars raised the bar twice

The bars are on me all night

If they wanna go bar for bar we can do it on sight

I'm a beast you're gonna never see me lose a bar fight

Everyone got an opinion but they won't step up

Can do a f**king handstand still got no leg up

So go ahead talk your s**t yo come on get tough

I'll Instagram a d**k pic you could all get f**ked

I'm still as sick as a malaria patient I'm very impatient

Stomping up the stairs of the basement

I'm coming

No hibernation yo this bear is awakened

And half the game be softer than what Ben and Jerry are making

I'm a transcendentalist with literary arrangements

Vocabulary is like a dictionary replacement

But they only talking money and they last time I was checking

The greater percentage of America is in a recession

Hold up

What

So what you're sayin' is these diamond crusted necklaces

And convoluted messages is really what you're messing with

Where's the d**e s**t what happened to that

Back when people stepped up to the mic and actually rapped

But now I'm on it been here for a minute and now I'm back to get them

Had this devil on my shoulder during catechism

Staying high from the purple and the hash I'm hitting

Brain moving slower than Rick Ross' metabolism

I'm here to rap a rhythm so why you saying s**t

Why

So many f**king punch lines I'm about to break my wrist

Undefeated yo I'm hard to be playing with

I'm the king alter alias is Marcus Aurelius

Killing beats murder scene and I'm washing my hands carefully

Scrubbing all the blood out the trunk of the Grand Cherokee

In need of therapy but the doctor's scared of me

Says I need a trip to Shutter Island cuz apparently

I've lost my d**n mind yo I'm sick in the head

The reason women say that chivalry's dead

I'm that guy trying to find some company laying in misery's bed

Staying blunted with a fifth to the head

Judge Dredd with a weapon now laser beam flow bout to blast that

Mother f**king lyricist you can hashtag that

Freestyle crazy they like Yo how he rap that

So hot off the top I'll melt the plastic in my snapback

In a hatchback running people over till your body parts are stuck in my motor

Never sober I got to charge my G Pen like 12 times every weekend

Sharks and minnows with it always treading in the deep end s**t who needs friends

I got my headphones an iPod rhyme book and a pen homes

S**t I even got bars in a dead zone

I get it crackin' like chiropractors with neck bones

S**t I been slept on way too f**king long now

Studied every fork in the road taking the long route

Yes sir

Mapped it out like cartography build my bridges strong

And now I know that anyone that stomps at me will tremble in my hands

Run them off my lands see I always stuck it to the man

F**k it cuz I can bringing out the ruckus is my plan

Puffing on a gram if you want some trouble I'm your man

Comfortably stand right where I'm at

Soon to be legend ain't no fighting the facts

About to rise to be a mother f**king titan of rap

Give them pieces of my soul and put my life in a track

In the game where people quick to put that knife in your back

Gotta teach yourself to move like a wolf or get preyed on

F**k blowing up the real challenge is to stay on

You must be f**king stupid if you take on

This crazy white boy keep my game face on

And my shades on and my brim low and my mind right

Cooking up a sick flow chewing through my leash now see the kid go

Because now we here b***h welcome to the show