Destined to win, get respect where i live
An ancient myth... born upon a shaky cliff
Me and satan vacatin to ancient alien places
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
But if i flash to much/ i look to dangerous/ my mom knows the look in my eye, its lust/
Making rappers go ape shit giving inspiration to live until you're ancient
And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday
Dramatics have you thinking this a roman play
So many gods of rap, think i'm in ancient greece
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
Aboard with swords n' forts but no torch to sort regions
Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
Attributes of aristotle from the era of alabaster archways and ancient aqueducts.
Without the glovesno love for these fake desperadosand thugs i bleed to envysmoke and blow out they blunts
Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them
The golden roman, an omen caused erosion
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