This is a song about "X factor"

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms

Plastered like a platypus x3

I'm on deck i'm up next

You could say i'm friends with fred

I slapped an x on your head

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Or a sunday fry x4

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

I ain't an x-man, im the fucking next man

Convertibles with turbo jets

We'll run this fucking town x5

I'm on task, but rappers be dropping x like they're malcolm,

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Ill hit ya with rhymes that matter another factor laughter chitter chatter after

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for