I say what I mean and I mean what I say.
I don't do no fun, and don't do no play.
This game must be rigged, cuz im in the race. And people be flexin' but fuck all the hate.
I’m veezo the man, got fans and stans.
The crowd will yell, i’ll fill up the stands, divided we fall; together we stand. I am a young man, just counting my bands.
I know I’ll go far with these plans on my hands. I don’t plan on bein’ broke rackin’ up cans.
Young Malcom X, I need a ray scan, not white and not black; I must have a tan.
I’m puffin on gas, we don’t fuck with mid. No reggie, no trips, and no poppin pills.
I’m tryna stay young, not thinkin’ bout bills; im sellin propane, like king of the hill.
I got a good beat, some quiet and focus, I stole my own flow, and thought no one would notice.
Respect is a plus, the rest is a bonus. My rhymes are so sacred just call me a lotus.