Lyricaly impetuous,
my flow's so tight, it make me look pretentious,
niggas hate on me, I feel them for being jealous,
my style is recognized as dangerous,
hit niggas brain like weed, a stimulus.

I've been out of the game for a while,
trynna survive, straighten up my life.
for rappers, wut I did is just vile,
they'd get at me, make it a strife.

I took care of da beef quick,
pulled out my gat, my nine,
and blasted da nigga in da thigh,
best way to make a nigga wanna cry.

When the slug comes out the gun,
it goes through flesh like butter and burn.
if shit's popping, my whole crew's coming,
y'all know I ain't playin when y'all see my duns.

Ben, Ali, Melvin, and all my niggas be like 40 deep
from harlem, through da bronx, to brooklyn,
niggas gotta be stupid to think they could come against me.
When y'all hear da name oceen, y'all know da deal.