Check it, I'm from the streets of Texas, wait that's Houston reigns,
All day and all night mayne, temple dented from a shot, another dead mayne,
Traveling on death lanes, so I had to switch the lanes, looking for a pinky to give me brain, wait I'm speaking Louis Lane,
I'm superman, flame lit like a butane, check the boys whos game, no name,
But I'm making a name, **** the game, got a Benz over a Range, Rov
Bigs up to Freeway Beanie and Hov, yo I keep it hotter, than food on ya stove,
Turn me up, to the hottest degree, you'll see the birth of a new pedigree,
Come from the spitters tree, hip hop ancestry, peep my whole family,
Ain't to many can see what I see, some seek for poor, some seek for the money,
I'm just tryna up my community, speak unity,  like latifah a lost queen bee,
**** it's so much tragedy, in this day in age to be, a seed of the Gen Z,
I know y'all feel me, ogs to tgs, feel these keys, of life everyday melody,
Says who says me, we all talk alot of **** but we still family,
I remember when pops was handing me, short buckets of money,
Didn't peep the whole scenery, lost as Keanu Reeves be, on the movies,
Wait I'm the one, like Neo, kin to desert eagle, watch it fly, and put holes in evil,
Evil everyday is a new sequel, I try to talk to the people, without speaking in riddles,
Eat egg mcgriddles, only the real know, psychopaths feel no,
Remorse for those, in power who love to see others take blows, woooah,
A black Mob, waiting to rob, see I got the power like Moses, with his rod,
Hands of God, giving me powers spite all enemies with electrical shower,
Now feel me out every, minute and every hour, life's sweet and sour,
Hope in the classic Eddie Bauer, fresh kicks with fresh bricks of powder,
Nah let me no tell on my self, cuz rap snitching aint good for ya health,
Too many name dropping, seethe fours I keep hopping, Kevin X with the propping, put a sight, cuz I'm show stopping,
By pictures of a drive by, funeral music hard to cruise to it,
Everyday they pray, for my downfall, cuz death is only a one way phone call,
And we ride for the cause, and cause we ride for, something to die for,
Like Shakur, real name Brooks, I'm a **** I'm a crook, that's how I get the ***** looks,
Don't dress to their style,
They call it wild, I was touched by an angel, since I was child,
Hold the mic, concrete grip, overfill watch the flows drip,
Off the tone, smooth baritone, spin in it own my own, one man throne,
Nah, spit so hard so it's hard, to make a clone, more thugs than bone,
Ouija are with me, the demons tempt me, creep with me,
Walk backwards, through the door like Eazy, please believe me, never do it cheesy,
Only when the rats close to me,
Let the poison conquer thee, respect ya noble majesty, y'all cats small to me,
Compare me like Jordan to Kobe, killer instinct shinned up my third jewelry,
That's my eye why lie, still let the sun graze my my eyes, til it forms a sty,
Visions of gods, beaming on my dreams, showing me how to intervene,
These lizards all over the screen, they live wasnt just a movie screen,
Sublimes told within a theme, y'all chase the cream, and I chase Solomons redeem