Uh
Uh
Cabe 2.0
God asked me to settle a bet between him n the devil
I sit on the fence like a feminist with a pistol
Call me blasphemous I pen my own bible
Mamma prayin for my soul, I think she confused tho
fightin for somn she don' even know exist
My values just somn she can't get
Will been writ
notorized the shit with witnesses
So my parents can't rewrite my testament
(Hold up)
My life get taken they can't take down my content
(Huh?)
N the low life who might try to to take it
(Who?)
will finally know justice
(Huh?)
Perspective
(Okay)
I'm a misfit
(Okay)
to a convict bitch
(Okay okay okay)
I'll claim that tital
Heaven was a classic, the wave was tidal
(Okay okay okay)
Jus not how i expected
I don' smoke wax
My stash is goated like the Lorax's
It is grass,
Shit is gas,
(Rmmm rmmm)
Burns slow but shit is fast shit is class
till it turn to ashes
Here we go again
(Yeah uh)
Gettin lifted
(Yeah uh)
"Peace pipe" #2 cauz that ain what I'm smokin
(Yeah uh)
I like it quiet but I don't have the safest life
Didn't learn cpr cauz I ain tryna save his life
(I don' give a shit)
I'm ready to live but r u as ready 2 die as I
(click-clack)
My life a weapon like my pen n I will use both loosely
like loose leaf tea
I made it to a quarter of a centuary
Flirt with death naw I court her
Ima do my thing
Didn't say what I said jus to deny it
Won't turn my back on my best rap lines yet
(Fuck that)
Light up the sky on purpose
We ain makin it out alive tonight n it might be worth it
I picked my values now I gotta work it
Damn son
Not a cult leader but
I'm the —
Death is my grandson, he the son of a gun,
Cauz I fuckin raised one
(Pop-Pop)
I don' smoke wax
My stash is goated like the Lorax's
It is grass,
Shit is gas,
(Rmmm rmmm)
Burns slow but shit is fast shit is class
till it turn to ashes
Shit is cashed, like ur ass is
Now I'm shittin on ya name
Antagonistic, asscheek on a stick in't it
(Ouchieee)
U spoke ur mind to me, now Ima speak mine
Think ya kin get away with anything
My bro put it nice
when he said u been gittin a pass ur whole life
(Oh shit!)
A cult is a cult, even when it's a family
Like to see ur loyalty when they not enabling
U'd despise them then same way u hate ur lil sis,
For no reason
Done with respect
Ma say u protect, no u a flyin monkey
No accountability fer u so
I ain facin scrutiny
hoe
My lines meticulous
Each word has a purpose n been picked
Nah been picked over like a carcass
Necrophelia, I give
the bar a lickin like Harley Quinn in Arkham
Shit I say is cray, shit I don't say is insane
Shit is slipperay like floor wax is
My stash is goated like the Lorax's
It is grass,
Shit is gas,
(Rmmm rmmm)
Burns slow but shit is fast shit is class
till it turn to ashes
Shit is cashed, like ur ass is