Reaper

Liquor bottles and reefer
Like a white pair of sneakers
Me being generous
Flow too ridiculous

The way I work my flow is like arithmetic different
They saying this and that but I don't see the significance
The way they speak to me is illiterate ignorance
Working hard for this shit like an innocent immigrant
Think they know Dizzy's mind but they can't even picture it
Trapped inside this grind, with the mic I get intimate
Only talk to myself cause I can't stand these degenerates
Always strapped like a dike, call me Ellen DeGeneres
Tell them all to fuck off and that's just me bein generous
They just wanna suck off the kid, his flow too ridiculous
He don't mumble what he speaks, he gon' make it deliberate
When the time comes around he gon' have to deliver it
Got to make them remember it
Got to make them remember it
His heart always cold, he don't wait till December hit
You ain't made for the game if you actin a hypocrite
You a lame, what a shame, keep on flexing them counterfeits

There was one night, cold as hell with no light
I was riding on my bike, took a left on pike
Seen a light at the end but wasn't sure bout my site
Got a little closer and I seen a dark creature
Put his hand out to touch me and I felt a lil weaker
Next thing you know, I woke up to the preacher
"You okay young man? I think you just had a seizure"
Ever since that day, I hear the voice of the reaper

Try to block it out with liquor bottles and reefer
But it's only temporary like a white pair of sneakers
Only temporary like an under achiever
The way I work this flow could use a J Cole feature
Or maybe Kendrick and shady
My shit authentic, no pretendin' like baby
Thirty seconds left, down thirteen, I'm McGrady
Thirty seconds left, down seven, yes I'm Brady
Trying to tell my story through this mic like I'm Jay Z
If I don't write my thoughts down, then I start to go crazy
Treat the mic like therapy, yeah the clarity makes me
Feel some type of way when I'm up in the studio
Either that or I'm sitting at the crib drinking Julio
Listening to Gangster's Paradise by Coolio
Then I switch it up and I listen to Forest Hills
Then I think about the grind to live on top an enormous hill
Now Max run it back, lemme see how that chorus feels

There was one night, cold as hell with no light
I was riding on my bike, took a left on pike
Seen a light at the end but wasn't sure bout my site
Got a little closer and I seen a dark creature
Put his hand out to touch me and I felt a lil weaker
Next thing you know, I woke up to the preacher
"You okay young man? I think you just had a seizure"
Ever since that day, I hear the voice of the reaper