Fireside Chat

Rap ain't dead, it's just been taking naps
The industry's been laying traps
It's time to innovate and bring the greatness back
Put me in a corner, I'm warrior, yes I may attack
I rep the golden state like Steph and Klay I'm bout to make a splash
I'm made for this, I'll take the cash and make a dash
Haters madder than a razorback, I'm bout to make a bacon wrap
I got the magic like the Lakers in the 80s had
And if you make me mad, I'll come and chase you in a Jason mask

You looking weak, you better hope we never meet in battle
Cuz if we do then you're up creek without a paddle
Oh you think your rapping's great
Well let's ask the magic 8
Who's the most attractive when I'm mackin at the masquerade

It's your boy homie, you annoyed cause she wants to
Blow me, I'm her toy cause I get the cheese like macaroni
Now take a seat, let's have a fireside chat
Your loyalty I expect, cause I'm a king and I require that
You won't survive if your promise isn't ironclad
You'll end up in the trash like polygraphs that liars pass
Houdini whodunnit
You see me, you doesn't
You teeny I'm feeding
You in my stomach
Linguini you flummoxed now

I'm looking fly even when I'm my gym clothes
On the mic I might explode like Diet Coke and mentos
Listen to the rhythm livin at my own tempo
Most of y'all just follow trends whichever way the wind blows

I don't got a lot of fucks, just a precious few
That's why I never give a fuck what other rappers do
Unless they don't give me the props when the credits due
Cause dog I got couple pits and they need puppy food
Between you and me, there's a clear gap
I'm a lion, you're a meerkat I can't make it clearer n that
And if you man enough to brag you better back it up
Cuz the most the cats that acting tough are actors and their rapping sucks
I'm feeling blessed, I talk to god and have prophetic dreams
I get aggressive when the temples infested with thieves
So I suggest you go confess to your priest
Before I find you with my weapon leave you resting in peace
The top chef I was destined to be
So go ahead and be my guest
You can test my recipes for success
I'm never stressing just perfecting the beat
Cuz I've been spitting like this, since I started watching Sesame Street
It's feels great to write rhymes this raw
I'm bout blaze the whole place and get crazy like Mardi Graz
I travel worldwide, and when I land in Japan, I'm always greeted by a thousand fans
They just wanna shake my hand
And when I go to England I'm the dopest on the open mic
They be like this bloke is tight
Look at how he holds the mic
You can try to replicate the best you'll gets a best you'll gets a prototype
I don't need your stupid point of view, I'll take my own advice
My flavor's capsaicin, yeah I'm acin the test
I'm staying ten steps ahead, cuz I'm amazing at chess
Some are saying I may be the greatest sapien yet
You try to play me or betray me, get a blade in the chest



Credits
Writer(s): Jared Moffat
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