[Intro]
It's the switch up, baby
CORRECTIONbeatz, ey
P Dot O

[Chorus]
Rah, rah, rah, rah (Brrrah)
Rah, rah, rah, rah (Brrrrrrah!)
And all I really hear is blah, blah, blah, blah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, yeah, ey

Rah, rah, rah, rah (Brrrah)
Rah, rah, rah, rah (Brrrrrrah!)
And all I really hear is blah, blah, blah, blah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, yeah, ey

[Verse]
March eleven, she's pushing madness
This shit is prophecy
I'm probably an animal, dawg
So peep the pedigree
Cannibal on cannabis
Keep it canned or expect the head
Deadly with the pistol, by pistol I mean this pen in hand
Bodies in abundance, astonishing, call me son of Sam
Cunning, I encompass the pen, the stroke and a brush in hand
Who colder, bulldozer, your crew got one
We pulled over your bitch screaming your bull go nuts
Go nuts, hold up, you thought she was a monarch
You thought she was a queen
Thought she was holy like a doughnut
You thought she had your back up in the crib like she a loner
But I had her back stretched longer the 'rona
Artistic pardon the aggression it's just passionate
But on the other note, don't give a fuck, I guess I'm celibate
Hell on earth, my country burning with every breath I take
Political minds left stunned and it is their mistake
Mr. Ramaphosa, I'm just an artist
We chose you to lead us, if not then hand over the car keys
Smoke like a Marley, I am Marcus Garvey
Rebel with a cause, motherfucker, the new Kadaffi
All black attire, they say I joined Illuminati
Back shots got your girl screaming, "Do me, papi!"
Portuguese, she's speaking fluent, she's from the [?]
Hit her with the snake and after that I [?]
Keep it a buck, I am truly blessed
Veteran, a legend in the making, what do you expect?
Follow the ways so pure, me and my dudes connect
Pay me my money, motherfucker, including my respect
This is music, so opinion is expected
We're in a period of gimmicks over rapping
Clout over magic
Shit, I do not trip, when you're great then you're great
Shit, that's facts, not options
Accumulate my stocks still, steady with the clock tick
Stashing the cash before we end up in a mosh pit
I'm God-sent, I thought I told you that I am God-sent
We're in the business of accomplishments rather than common sense
Get back to listening to Common Sense
Get back to spitting, the mission is to inspire kids
My intermission is key whenever writers rest
Rest assured I am the pinnacle of the modern pen
Said I am the pinnacle, my pen is flame, your pen is phlegm
Pardon the cough, it's just the phlegm in him
Heavenly hymn start playing when they see it's him
Lucifer can't even match the fuego he breathe within
Oh-oh, flow like water, you rappers so so
So cold, Scarface searching for my Manolo
Bro code, spiritual, holy ghost in my soul, oh
This rap shit is cartoons got this shit on a chokehold
You nice as me?
That rapper don't exist
You dudes' bitches, emotional, you throw a fit
I'm counting riches, I'm living like you don't exist
I brought the demon out, I'm something like an exorcist
[Pre-Chorus]
When you see me in the street, get at me, dawg
I can't stand a dude fronting like you know we are
I am passionate, believe me, I am so involved
This is a panting in its peak, this is not no song, ohh

[Chorus]
Rah, rah, rah, rah (Brrrah)
Rah, rah, rah, rah (Brrrrrrah!)
And all I really hear is blah, blah, blah, blah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, yeah, ey

Rah, rah, rah, rah (Brrrah)
Rah, rah, rah, rah (Brrrrrrah!)
And all I really hear is blah, blah, blah, blah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, yeah, ey

[Outro]
Say something in your music
God bless the God blessed