I was getting it done
Ayo hold my ish
Ima spit some real ish right now, look

While others were dreaming about it I was getting it done
Those shots are a slow death don’t even need a gun
Truth wears no mask, bows at no human shrine
Covid19 was a joke, uniquely designed
Now y’all got blood clots that’s clogging up your arteries
This ish was a scam y’all had a better chance willing the lottery
Stop using artificial fragrance
The ascension is taking place it just needs your patience
Stop directing your energy towards stuff you don’t believe
Elevate to the highest degree

Change the mail
I’m gonna get the information
Put it in an envelope
In a envelope, that’s what we do buy cantaloupe
Because ima bash your head, it’s like target practice
We gonna raise the dead, bring them back
We gonna bring them back from the dead
Ima spray them, with the led
It’s not a pencil, but number two
You gonna see what I’ve been going through, changing us

Your growth owes no one an explanation
Men demonstrate so much interest that it pushes her off
Don’t apologize cause you give them your power
Don’t be ashamed of it
You have to go through ish, so when you go through hardships
You realize this ain’t ish
There’s pain to become important
And then there’s pain in not being important
The more you hang around negative people the more you’ll attract
Don’t come around me if your negative cause we only speak on the positive
Everyone compromises so much you wouldn’t even be with half of these chicks
When the past calls don’t answer it has nothing new to say
No reconsideration
If they’re toxic they’ll keep bringing up what happened in the past
Move on cause you’ll find better
The purer the mind, the easier it is to control

Slip through the cracks
I wake up, break their backs
That’s what I do, rank them stacks
I make them stacks, break them down
Make them stacks, I was getting it done
Big racks, I don’t even know what to do
I just like to crack them up
I’m cracking out, I’m breaking up, I’m laughing, lol
Told y’all, ring the bell if you need me
I’m coming, you won’t find me in no cell
Late night, I’m raising hell

Change the mail
I’m gonna get the information
Put it in an envelope
In a envelope that’s what we do buy cantaloupe
Because ima bash your head, it’s like target practice
We gonna raise the dead, bring them back
We gonna bring them back from the dead
I was getting it done