I always do my rap from the outside looking in. Like I do my rap as if I'm looking at me rap.

God can judge me, I don't need a jury. Nothing standing in my way, like nothing's my security.

I am the beast, Feed me rappers or feed me beats

A million feelings. A thousand thoughts. A hundred memories. All for one person.

Hip-Hop aint dead, it just had a heart attack.

Where I come from, the block become your daddy.

I'm the lyrical vendor, hip-hop is my shop