​Oh, oh noooo don't get me started now
I'm a different artist, the hardest by farthest in my part of town
Yes I hail from the land of the Indian tribes
Myamee native, the bravest of Patriots
Ironic to say but it isn't a lie
Graduated American High
And I'm still so live since the day I left
In the same mindset, never changed I bet
That I won't go away til it claims my death
Don't fret, getting paid I'm next
In line, you can find
Me waiting patient for mine
Just don't mistake it for kind-
Ness cuz I came to take it this time ah
Getting jiggy wit it, no Will Smith
In my city where them boys don't quit
Gotta stack every penny like Diddy did, pretty quick
You gon see me in this bitch
When I slide on in, better find yall friends
Cuz I am infecting their minds off rip
And I ain't expected to die off quick
Like viruses, now you get why I'm sick, god damn!
If you see me in the spot say wassup if you can
Blunt in my hand, 2 cups of the drank
Faded I made it, regardless of rank
Now I'm up in the bank like
Lemme buy a few acres of land
Then escape with the fam to a place that is vacant, away from the Man
Maybe we can, make it so nations one day can embrace everythang

CAVEMAN CHRIS