Elephant in the Room

I keep my ears to the streets, lowkey tryna find some people
That can keep up as an equal, but it isn't working
Hip hop nowadays to me don't have a bigger purpose
They see the formula one time and they get to splurging
And everybody's so repetitive until their pockets hurtin'
And the biggest so-called killers is really pussy when you meet in person
But fuck it, whatever, I heard pussy is power
But if you threaten with straps, all I see is a coward
Jesus Christ, oh my God, all of y'all are so lame
Hitting shuffle on the playlist every song sound the same
You ain't gotta say it twice, I know the streets is to blame
Talking bout they side piece happens to be my main
And if you run up on bro, he swear to God he got the heater
Nice watch from Icebox, talking straight up out the freezer
Talking bout so many stacks, how he spend it all on rubber bands
Everyone the little bro and yet he the fucking man

So who's the elephant in the room, it's not me
Don't compare me to any carbon copies
Fuck your top five, I wanna hear your top three
You can consider this my form of kamikaze
Honestly, this is why I fucking hate rap
Oh my God, wait Shaft, can you fucking say that
No takebacks, I'm aiming at everybody
Headshots all year, a run for they money

Your top three, ain't a single one of them like me
Try me, I'm courtside with shooters like Spike Lee
You a real G, but play with feds like Ice-T
Talking 6-4, all these niggas are 5-3
All these niggas got drum clips and extensions
If you a real shooter, you shoot once and don't miss em
Hov, J. Cole and Nipsey Hussle, you pick one
Ain't no Lil Yachty or Lil Mosey, we killed em
I'm going head to head with legends like we Siamese
Try and squeeze multiple triggers till you get diuresed
Firing blank shots at me will get you put on tees
Hole in one, I'm teeing off on rap and the tyranny
I hate rap, oh shit, did I really say that
Damn shaft, I need a stack of one's and a Jay's cap
Fame's wack, I'm killing niggas until I'm paid back
Paid in full Mitch in the hallway until you fade black

So who's the elephant in the room, it's not me
Don't compare me to any carbon copies
Fuck your top five, I wanna hear your top three
You can consider this my form of kamikaze
Honestly, this is why I fucking hate rap
Oh my God, wait Shaft, can you fucking say that
No takebacks, I'm aiming at everybody
Headshots all year, a run for they money

I try to spit it different, and they said I wanna be Eminem
Why the fuck would I be pressed, getting compared to him
And if I am, fuck, I'm the best to do it yet
Hand me the Vicodin, I'm bout to get some parents stressed
Hold up wait, I need the bottle of peroxide
If I go blonde at this age, I can make top five
Yes, the year 2000, I arrived
Twenty-one years later, ain't nobody by my side
Yes, you right, this the flow from J. Cole's 1985
But if we speak about the time, I'm way ahead of mine
I sound like a old head, kicking a horse that's been dead
Misfed, mistreated since I leaned off the meds
So watch em' all fold, watch em' all tuck and roll
Funny how commercial breaks is what fucks up they show
I'll probably be here as they all come and go and blow it
You motherfuckers memes, nothing short of a viral moment

So who's the elephant in the room, it's not me
Don't compare me to any carbon copies
Fuck your top five, I wanna hear your top three
You can consider this my form of kamikaze
Honestly, this is why I fucking hate rap
Oh my God, wait Shaft, can you fucking say that
No takebacks, I'm aiming at everybody
Headshots all year, a run for they money