offence

Yeah…

Lower the lights.

Let ‘em breathe.

I don’t rap for the dead crowd,

I resurrect fear Every bar leave a chalk line where respect disappeared

You talk tough in a mirror,

I reflect what you hear Then crack the glass with a laugh,

let the message be clear I been living with wolves,

I don’t flinch when they bite Every smile got a shadow,

every win had a price You was chasing acceptance,

I was sharpening knives In the dark where the truth don’t need

marketing lights I don’t miss,

I dismantle, leave a scene for the cops Every sentence a setup,

every word is a shot You want smoke?

I inhale it, exhale till you drop I put holes in your

ceiling just to see if you’re God

I ain’t playing defense,

I invade where you stand Every step I take forward leave a

grave in the sand You can pray if you want,

I don’t wait for a plan I been ready for war since

they shook my hand

You confuse being loud with the strength of your pen I let

silence talk for me,

then I strike at the end Every diss you been writing just

a cry for a friend I don’t beef for attention,

I erase you instead I was forged in the doubt,

I don’t crack under flame You was handed a ladder,

I was trapped in the rain Now you mad I climbed out

with a match and a name I don’t aim for your status,

I dismantle the game You got chains on your neck,

I got ghosts on my back Every loss I survived still got

blood in the cracks I don’t bluff,

I don’t tweet, I don’t front for the ‘gram If I say

it on record, I stand on the fact Clip full of synonyms,

venomous rhetoric Letters get weaponized,

heads get severed with edits You chasing relevance,

begging the algorithm I bend it,

then break it, then bury the evidence

I ain’t playing defense,

I invade where you stand Every step I take forward

leave a grave in the sand

You can

pray if you want,

I don’t wait for a plan

I been ready for war since they shook my hand I don’t

need a response, your silence is loud That’s the sound of a

crown getting ripped from a clown You got followers,

cool— I got doubt in a crowd Turn a room full of

skeptics to believers in doubt

I don’t chase legends,

I stress-test ‘em Put pressure on names till the myth starts sweating

You rap like you safe,

I rap like a threat Every line leave a question like “who’s

next?”

Yeah…

This ain’t music, it’s motive.

Say my name with respect

— or don’t say it at all.