My time is limited, I’m worried about the dividend
Little skinny fucker, my hands are always shivering
I’m cold on the mic, cold with a pen and off the top
Scoff and stop, they rise up and then they flop
Flap jacks sponging off the maple syrup
Bring the rear up, pack the camp clean the gear up
I’ll get the kills with trap, blade and arrow
Eat to the bone and then suck out the marrow
I pick my teeth with the beak of a sparrow
And drink my whiskey straight out the barrel
Caterpillars to clean out my ear wax
Y’all the stank bunnies, I left the bear tracks
My grandfather was big foots cousin
You were on your grizzly? Nah dude you wasn’t
Your bear is minimum and that’s axiom
Notebook’s axiom is hella-mega maximum (echo)

Hella mega, hella mega maximum
Hella mega, I’m too old to yolo
But I can rap for sure thou’

If this a hot track, I must be that garbage smell?
You’re on a lot of dick, you must gargle well
I’m smoking blue dro, you’re blowing Gargamel
Your success seems to be rather marginal
That’s redundant, you carry on. I carry torches
I bust my ass, I know what reward is
This here a bad beat, her gorgeous
Light the way, brought flow to the fortress
I export this, underground resilience
Scared up, I know all about brilliance
I got the skill set and an ill sense
I got a nice ****, I only drill tens
Sorry that ones probably uncalled for
That’s exactly what I’m involved for
Same engine but y’all stalled more
The whole world is exactly what I solved for