Air -

It’s all me, I’mma kill 'em no problem

110 degrees, watch me sizzle don’t bother

Please, Bet you give up to me

Cause, anything left to compete, get cold slaughter

Puffin' the best pot

Fucked in the head lock

Thumb in yo Ex Box, She suck it like Xpac

Son is the next Pac

Naw nigga, I’m the new me

A lot of niggas talking, but that shit don’t really move me

Ready or not, I’m in your spot like the Fugees

Shit is real bitch, not that shit you see in the movie

I rumble for the money if I’m willing and able

I rap like I see my last meal on the table

I’m back on my grizzy, wings spread like an angel

Ain’t Safe tho, I got a couple cracks in my halo

Pack loud, call that muthafucka Master Chief

Down for my muthafuckas like Master P

If you’re looking for the revolution, ask for me

Pass the tree, and watch me Hulk smash the beat

Ask for beef, don’t end up as a causality

You rappers weak

You see me, better ask for peace

Couple hundred Wolf niggas that will thrash for me

Now the whole world wanna smoke hash with me

Said bitch, I’m A God, no blasphemy

Now the whole world wanna smoke hash with me

Blow one in the air

In the air

Blow one in the air

In the air

In the air

In the air

In the air

In the air

Bitch ass niggas don’t be smoking, nigga

We be smoking hella blunts over here, nigga

OF, Trash Wang, turn up

Fuck everybody nigga

Imma buy everybody from OF AK-47s

Watch us, nigga

(pow, pow, pow)

I don’t fuck with niggas too fast to speak

All you muthafuckas too fashion week

I be working hard like an athlete

Cry a nigga a flooded river down the saddest creek

Oh, you mad it’s me?

You should be glad it’s me

Shit, I’m a fucking MC

Your fucking raps are weak

And if you suckas tempt me, I’m pointing out pipsqueaks

Knocking on your fucking door for beats like Memph Bleek

Dear Summer, Dear Summer, I know its hard

And I ain’t working in the office

My nigga, my life is awesome

Constantly facing depression since childhood

Life was also surrounded by my morals

My nigga, this karma’s corny

And my peoples doing great

And the outcome is greater

Since you niggas talking God

Ain’t nobody gonna save ya

I’m your muthafucking savior

Renegade angel like I’m Xavier

Blow one in the air

(I spit in yo face)