My legendary pen died last time the sky cried
But niggas didn't respect it... / so the pen was resurrected
Ink & Pad connected, words spread out and got everybody infected
I sting like Cassius
Blowing blunt ashes on stuck up bitches posted inside Benz S-Classes
I'm rolling with heat
Stomping on concrete in iron cleats
Keeping an ear to the streets...So I'm able to reach the masses
Rhymes ain't no obstacle
You can't see me....fix ya opticals
Contacts or glasses / My joints move quick like full body rashes
My mood is BI polar
But the "heat" I serve is solar
Universal soul controller when I be on the mic

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Done and Done