Bitch, step to the back
I want the smoke so my mode on "attack"
Mode on beast, that's straight facts
When I meet up with the fam it's daps
Sesh in the stu brewing up these tracks
Boy if you want beef this bitch shake shack
You gotta pretty bitch oops I take that
Boy you wack like you wit Kanye, A-trak
F*ck 'em
I'm known to get wild, ruckus
Can't hang with me, you a sucka
They say that I'm too sensitive, but there's two sides to that argument
I'm parting with you (If you) can't see the artist in (Me)
I'm destined, to make it, you should understand
Versatile, bitch I can shape-shift
I make hits from nothing like a baseball rookie of the year
Pretty f*cking weird, nickname "oddball", back in the day, let me bask in the haze
High reminiscing, full ash tray, memories missing
My drunk ass pissing all the trauma from way back, say "take that" to my demons
F*cking sick like queasy, lungs jet fuel, so I'm weezing
It's VINCESMOKE season, bitch