Never been one for wearing fitted caps

Just like my lyrics I prefer my hats to snap back

Oh damn what was that Mac

Telling me I left my whack backpack way back

On the bottom rack

Saying that's a dope line

Asking why I never thought of that

Well it's as simple as this

Every line I wrote was simplistic as shit

And people commenting hating asking what's next

Talking like my mind ain't even complex

So I sat back now and I'm racking up checks

But people still mad so I'm bringing back Dez

Now I'm slowing down and I leave them with this

I'm a cold killer mo' illa

Going ape mode call me go-rilla

Got mo' skilla bars so chilla

I'm subzero spitting flames like godzilla

Until the bitter end

I feel the second skin setting in

I feel it setting in again

Until the bitter end

I feel the second skin setting in

I feel it setting in again

Yeah want me to speed it up maybe time to heat it up

Put you in my oven so you know I'm gonna eat it up

Killing other rappers like they know I'm gonna beat em up

Damn what the hell is all this

Slaying on the verse so I'm making a mess

Bloody bottoms on

So I got the right kicks

Closet bipolar cause it keeps pitching me fits

Well I look good

You rap lame

You too sane to be in my brain

And I'm insane

Do you understand what I'm saying

Or should I yell and go saiyan

I'll tone it down and quit playing

Cock back and I'm aiming

So bow down and start praying

Until the bitter end

I feel the second skin setting in

I feel it setting in again

Until the bitter end

I feel the second skin setting in

I feel it setting in again

Fighting for your life

Is like rolling dice

You can bet on all the odds

Or just pay the price

You'll never know until you truly try

And you'll never live until you really die