How It Started

First off I started rappin' in twenty twelve, trying to tell myself that i can rap

and can actually say shit, make a lyrical gap, not to make mishap

no dense bars to miss raps, talk cap, with a lisp with a gap in my teeth

heres the list on how i started to rap underneath, beneath the layers

make verses worth it, combat against hearses and versus myself with lyrical minds

try to be a lyrical physical poltergeist, livin' surprised and mesmerized that I were even born

alive to be talkin' over beats, puttin' niggas on seats with heat beneath the leather

im strappin' together niggas, its tether, whether or not, believe it or not, dont be 'bout real gang

unless i wanna be shot, and robbed for whatever i got, and get criticized like 'em whenever i drop

makin' rap plots, wordplay knots until my heart stops and my body flops

rappin' on shit regardless, rather be spreading shit rather than heartless

and thats a promise, to never live in the darkness, grab it tight for this story like a harness

as i pick apart the lyrical flaws like a carcass as a goddess with my conscious mind

with my nines and my intelligence intertwine, it twines then binds, givin' lyrical tips

like its Inheritance, though i am Insensitive i dont give a shit, its Imperative

this rap game aint sedative i figured out, castin' spells and buck shells in my raps like a wizard

squamata, square meters like lizards with reptilian genius to envision jesus

in my lyrics, fuck all my critics, get this shit done in 6 minutes, gettin' props double digits

this rap shows my raw style, to express the stress and regress, then move along like its chess

as this lyrical rooks comin' in, throwing left hooks, im a king with napalm bombs banging

tryna talk shit? leave a lil nigga hanging in the planning room

or in his family bedroom, zero sanity said whom?

as i kick yo ass to the curb with a verb like a broom

its nouns dumping rounds all about with zero doubt like a roundabout