I’ve got my cap backwards, my backpack sits on my back with a strap that, I call my bag of tricks, imagine I have a hat with a rabbit that waits till I grab it, I’m pulling out the big buns, up my sleeve is a card on it is my heart, so I’m honoured when I’m asked if I’ll collab with you, get the verse back to you same day that you asked me too, no I didn’t have too, but I’m glad too, take you back to school and show you up on your own track, taking over the song like hey look I own that, I won’t back down, got your fans saying wait he wrote that wow, look I hold rap down, and I’ve got it hog tied, in for a long ride, oncoming tide you were caught on the wrong side, now your watered down and washed up, i’ve been taking over since I rocked up,

Abracadabra, I’m not just a rapper, I have to let it all out when I’m asked to, master of the arts that I’m crafting, they’re tryna replicate and I’m just sitting here laughing x2

there’s a lot of new MC’s, that are not improving geez, with the opportunities, we are offered, it’s nonsense, I’m not one to gossip, but all sit, and listen, look I think the competition dipped their tongues in a dog shit, as that’s what they’re spitting, I see no heads spinning, am I sinning if I’m killing them gutting them and skinning, think I’m winning as they keep saying rap is a game, I’m not playing I’m just saying what is trapped in my brain, and they’re praying that I don’t pull this magic again, that hat trick that seems to put the rappers to shame, your a passenger, just in the seat riding, while I’m writing rhymes that find you uninvited, feeling undecided? think your undermined? well my thoughts are giving attention undivided, to a life style and living it, if you don’t give a shit, fuck off it’s that simple isn’t it.

Abracadabra, I’m not just a rapper, I have to let it all out when I’m asked to, master of the arts that I’m crafting, they’re tryna replicate and I’m just sitting here laughing x2