7:14 IN NY (Further Warning Shots)

you titled it featuring me on your own diss, congratulations, im the headliner

tou bought the billboard, put my name in lights, then signed yours in fine print, the reminder

that even in your moment of offense you needed my name to make it shine or

at least shine adjacent, a moon rap, borrowed light, no reactor, no designer

just a cold rock orbiting something warmer, calling the reflection mine, minor

may 4th you dropped this on star wars day and still couldnt find the force within it

the universe gave you a theme and you fumbled past the finish

wrote warning at the top like the caution tapes what makes a body in it

you needed a disclaimer because the bars alone couldnt generate the menace

a speed bump calling itself a wall, the geometrys diminished

put ready set dead in the title and somehow ended up the corpse

you diagnosed the outcome, prescribed the dose, then drank it, no remorse

the matador waved the cape and you charged thats not the bulls course

every metaphor you launched came back stamped return to source

you wrote your own eulogy and submitted it for a writing award

featuring me the defendant who became the judge who became the author of the verdict

you called me to the stand, I turned the courtroom, now the whole things inverted

these bars so criminal put me behind bars, i heard it

but the third readings the one that hurts your bars belong behind bars, keep 'em quartered

locked away from public ears, protective custody, court ordered