You wake up to a cup of Folgers up in ya mug
Mean mugging the whole world, flipping off with that finger up
I've been the underdog ever since the beginning
I'm beginning to think loosing was the option, never winning
Because when you're loosing, your opt to try to do better
A young clever, sly, covert brotha that would tether
The minds of any emcee that put me under the weather
Tryna give me a peace treaty, better call on Coretta

*breakdown*

You wake up to a cup of Folgers up in ya mug
Mean mugging the whole world, flipping off with that finger up
I've been the underdog ever since the beginning
I'm beginning to think loosing was the option, never winning
Because when you're loosing, you're opt to try to do better
A young clever, sly, covert brotha that would tether
The minds of any emcee that put me under the weather
Tryna give me a peace treaty, better call on Coretta
Better call on whoever can come and save your life
Because tonight I might snap, crack, popple into fight
Ain't gone be nice, but really, they told me to nice
Like if it was wrong or right, like I was right to be loosing my vice
Handle it right, or go left, or say it with your chest
Or get dented in like a cleft that shows when he smiling that crest
I been on my "A" game, niggas just failed behind
In a line full of rappers that happened to waste my time
As I fluidly rhyme, with this fluency
I'm feeling my relevance increasing, while yours go and decline
Don't get mad when you hear that, be aware and just fear that
The Dark Knight vigilante is coming to kill bats
And bringing back good rap, something you can vibe with
Maybe hit the club and get a lil side chick
Maybe a shorty you can Bonnie and Clyde with
Hitting the bong at a bonfire, a real down chick