If my grandpa was alive, man He'd be proud of me Eight years I've been walkin' this shit I'm raising prodigies Favors on favors surprised that no one thankin' me Can't have my trust back like check your return policy Stoppin' the rain I pick up the pen The calm and the solitude humbled a man Recoupin' my loss The darker the valley, the bigger the plan The bigger the tour, then the bigger the bus They wonder who next They say that it's us And when I say us I really mean me I do not fuck a bitch without a degree RZA prayed for the boy on the wax, I was never meant to fail Five years I ain't drop still stepping on you bitches like a scale I ain't seen a school hall but I pray to God, my babies go to Yale Never see you put work in favorite line life ain't fair Where did he spawn from? Boy, he been around Took his time with the words made 'em proud Quit the birds And the serpents Smiling wide but they be steady lurking I got me some tactical insertions And I'm back from the dirt Still alert Got the girth And this bitch she want the, argh Killin' niggas, I been killing Maxo, Maxo, hey Killin' niggas, I been killing Maxo, Maxo Trigga Maxo, Waka Flacka with tha' [?] Shoot his grandmother, baby momma Like hibachi, chop sticks, servin' Benihana Shark up in the water, swimmin' with piranhas Pistol packin', bout that action, never lacking, get it crackin' I been servin' [?] and hanging with the [?] since pissy mattress Shake' n Bake, serving Jenny Jones and Ricky Lake I dicked her, gave her snicker, she swallow the nuts like Milky Way Speedin' down the interstate, Yeezy at half a brick of yay Demon track hawk, I see the narcs, I lead em' on a race Slapwood cigar, PLR and baby [?] case Stuffed it in a pink pussy, told him we servin' Mary K If my grandpa was alive, man He'd be proud of me Eight years I've been walkin' this shit I'm raising prodigies Favors on favors surprised that no one thankin' me Can't have my trust back like check your return policy