Prime Logic

[Verse 1]
Hey, the mental state of a lyricist in his prime
Spit divine, thought from the mind
Poetic rhetoric that rhyme
Leave punch lines that leave you conflicted and hit rewind
Every time I spit an ill line, the world's mine
Fuck a Matana
Quit it the second I'm out the vagina
Won't even call her mañana, sike
Lyrical Unibomber, I'm allergic to drama
Mentality of a felon, rebelling elevate
While you repellin', only hate because I'm sellin'
Who you tellin'?
See I was on that raw shit
While you was on that naw shit
The people, they gon' toss it
When that all they endorse it
I just waited for my time to shine, I never forced it
Strategically planned it like Peyton Manning way before shit was even real

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[Verse 2]
I remember nights as a child with my momma, hungry
But my hunger for this music is on another level
This shit will truly have you contemplatin' deals with the devil
But homie I'm a king not a pawn I never settle
'Cause the strength within my mind is so fine I can bend metal