Metaphors (feat. Micralph)

I am a menace
Got so much drugs I'm a chemist
Look down on me I'm offended
My rims ain't rented
Look at my wrist, it's authentic
My gene is branded with Denim
In love with my demon
Found out I danced with the devil
I think I made that bitch jealous
She is my heaven
Ironic but she is my heaven
Fuck that shit lil nigga
'Boutta drop metaphors in this bitch
When two wizards link the beat is our witch
'Boutta drop hella flows in this bitch
Flows like Niagara Falls in this bitch
'Boutta drop hella chords in this bitch
Fresh like young money call us mint
'Boutta drop hella words in this bitch
We're fresh like mint on Benson switch
I am the cream of the crop, I even the odds
The wizard of wordz, the illest of all
I've seen this before, they picking their loss
I met with the lord, he said go devour
I'm Messi bruh, I'm finessing the ball
I'm Obi Wan, I'm coming with force
Fuck a side bitch, put her on fours
Bitch bad, so we fuck on the floor
I'm winter in summer, I'm too cold
At peace with my other, on zen mode
I creep through the opps, no be ten toes
Making space in my crib for like ten hoes
No be say I be sinner, but damn bro
It's the vices that come with the bando
As we proceed to make her bend low
Omo this ass is stupendeux
Metaphorically I'm impossible
Lyrically I'm the fucking goat
Literally, you know the boy go blow
Show me the money, let's fucking go
It's falling in place, dominoes
What tomorrow brings, man nobody knows
Might be pushing p on a bloody road
I'll take it, bro, I don't give a fuck
I am a menace
Got so much drugs I'm a chemist
Look down on me I'm offended
My rims ain't rented
Look at my wrist, it's authentic
My gene is branded with Denim
In love with my demon
Found out I danced with the devil
I think I made that bitch jealous
She is my heaven
Ironic but she is my heaven
Fuck that shit lil nigga
'Boutta drop metaphors in this bitch
When two wizards link the beat is our witch
'Boutta drop hella flows in this bitch
Flows like Niagara Falls in this bitch
'Boutta drop hella chords in this bitch
Fresh like young money call us mint
'Boutta drop hella words in this bitch
We're fresh like mint on Benson switch
Meta-fours like four Facebook accounts
How many metaphors can you guys count?
Heavy is my head from the crown
My throne is up high, I can't even see the ground
Cuz I'm seated on the clouds, call me Royal Highness
If it's not evident to you
Go cure your blindness
If I'm to grade these pussies I'll give them D minus
Cuz I'm Jesus to these niggas, devils stay behind us
I'll give them D-minus cuz they ain't got balls
They can't wear my sandals I'm doing Jesus walks
My words are the bullets that I use to kill beats
When a stray one hits the audience they start to feel me
They be like "Guy calm down no de pour me spit"
"Your spit hot, now see, e don burn me"
We made that song blow, no be bombing
We be getting steady money like we steady bombing
Yeah
No cap like uncircumcised dicks
We ain't states cuz, we don't cap
You can't box me, I'm off the grid
We run this game we on track
My flows are explosive
So in my water, there's no fish
It's nothing fishy my Niggie
I'm rich because I get busy
It's Micky
I am a menace
Got so much drugs I'm a chemist
Look down on me I'm offended
My rims ain't rented
Look at my wrist, it's authentic
My gene is branded with Denim
In love with my demon
Found out I danced with the devil
I think I made that bitch jealous
She is my heaven
Ironic but she is my heaven
Fuck that shit lil nigga
'Boutta drop metaphors in this bitch
When two wizards link the beat is our witch
'Boutta drop hella flows in this bitch
Flows like Niagara Falls in this bitch
'Boutta drop hella chords in this bitch
Fresh like young money call us mint
'Boutta drop hella words in this bitch
We're fresh like mint on Benson switch