This is a song about "Automatic"

This flow is automatic like i'm packing it in my belt.

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

How to fix this, need a mechanic/ if only recovery was automatic/

Suckin on the barrel of my semi automatic

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Or like a lyrical automatic weapon that's put in a holster

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

Bitch i got a fully loaded automatic

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Shout out to ree, automatic victory.

I'mma make it rain trick

Time is automatic

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick