A Salivating story
Me and all the homies
Set out to get a trophy
Now you can never troll me
Spewing smoke like chimney
My weekend a symphony
Ain't nobody can mimic me
Playing bass in the basement
My heart makes a statement
Call me capsaicin
New sounds that I'm chasing
No stocks involved
In myself I invest
When I'm alone I'm bless
She alone it's a mess
Don't believe in cupid
More in love with music
My studio gymnastics
Tearing out my pain
Like it's some fabrics
My city Flames
And my words are the match stick
Your City to dry
And it needs some chap stick
A Kushite's never lacking
I'm never capping (nah nah)
A Kushite's snapping
Dodge what I be packing