​checkpoints ​billy woods & ​kenny segal

[Verse 1]
If I haven't heard a word in ten years, assume you’re dead
Or guest of the Feds
Or cultivated a better class of friends
Not mad, tip the hat, fingers don't touch the brim
Lid don't touch my naps
Andy Capp, go ’head, pencil him in
Last one standin', what he scream in the wind
At the end, at-at the end
Verses like somethin' Fred Sanford said
Skits like, "Is he dead?"
While Shameek really layin' in the street
Dark comedy dog, I beat 'em in the head
Win what? I'm just tryin' to beat the spread
Quit my job to kick raps instead
So family meeting, everybody gotta start bringin' in bread
Shot the movie, no script
Scoured the Heights, no piff
Came home like, "It’s no recipes left"
Kid’s like, "No shit"
Came home like Okonkwo at the end
At the end, nigga just quit
Whitey finally in that spaceship like, "So long, and thanks for all the fish"
I calmly rolled another niggastick
Woman stopped me like, "It's still other shit to fix"
"True this, sis, go ’head, I'll be up in a bit"
I'm chillin' like Africans who never felt the whip
Dish served room temp, Escovitch fish
Always better when you pry it out they cold, dead grip, grip