PSA statement to the NSA agent reading this rhyme
if you think you can trace and keep me in line you should keep
this in mind
triangulate my position at any given time
and you'll find me at a pool table playing 3 holes with your mom
the god flow's immaculate, to know the half of it you have to imagine it
in baritone with harp notes and a whole buncha Don Demarcos after it
I don't drop hot shit, I stain the walls and leave all the vacant stalls in ashes
Belly of the Beast, my stomach growl's up for a Lochness mating call patent
I get head religiously and yah hoe's on my jock
didn't know her first name but she blew my Johnson anyway, thats Dome of The Rock
I scare pastors when I exercise out my demons
the stare master, I could scale 12 12's without blinking
bold and careless is my essence holmes you'd swear I'm from Texas
when you sea me from your yard with the chrome Aaron from A Lexus
and the SnF throne is mine so whoever's on it, be fuckin prepared
I'm Prince Akeem, but when the bitches wash me they don't come up for air