Untitled Song

I been in the kitchen, like I’m cooking a potion,

leave em frozen in the fucking slow motion,

ya shit on my name but can’t handle da notion

I’m spitting fire, leave the whole block smokin,

They try to appeal to me,

But it’s all just a steal to me,

I’m rare with the flow, like a limited deal to me.

You can kneel to me, beg, but it’s real with me,

I’m next level, my game a skillful spree.

My bars hit deep, make 'em question their pedigree.

My drive insane, wheels turn, no jealousy,

I’m smooth with the moves, no need for a excuse

You chose to be fake, now you stuck in the nuisance,

I’m the villain they fear, never seen as a Buddhist,

Play the game dirty, man, I’m sharper than Brutus,

Watch how I move, I put ‘em where they lurk,

Drop 'em like a hammer, that’s how I murk,

No time to flirt, just put in the work,

Leave ‘em covered in silence, deep in the dirt.