[Unintelligible screaming]
[Fake laughter]
Yeah. Uh. BKnitts. Who tryna front on me now, huh?
[More fake laughter]
Uh. [again]

[Verse 1]
I'm on top of shit like maggots, dog.
Every single slot, I'm touching.
Flow white like rabies, dog.
Run away if you want, I'm coming.
Everything I want will come in,
Time. There ain't no thought in rushing.
So me dropping out of running is not a topic for discussion.
Still I'm fighting nerds on forums.
They're typing words so boring.
It's not my fault your brain can't comprehend the verse I'm forging.
It's not their fault that being dope and on the verge is foreign.
Like an Audi 5 on the Audubon going 99 I'mma leave it in first then floor it.

[Hook]
Check the scoreboard, I don't play to lose.
Word is bond, everything I say is truth.
I'm so fuckin underground that I'm made of roots.
You can't touch me now dog, I'm haterproof.

[Verse 2]
Please be reminded, BKnitts is on the come up.
Never ever not grinding, put in work sun down til sun up.
Talk all that shit you wanna. You're the reason I'm getting views.
And getting paid, you set the stage, decisions made, I pick and choose.
Like this beat right here. Your boy got dibs on it.
They ain't got shit on me. I guess I'll shit on them.
That's a no-brainer. Your boy drop bars like a broke container.
I'm a savage on a verse, that's a known disclaimer.
At eleven out of ten, I can't go insaner.

[Hook]

["You're gonna be a bad motherfucker"]

[Verse 3]
Back on my craft shit. Crash like a rain storm.
Back into packing immaculate raps into .wav form.
Mastering half of the tracks in the path of a brainstorm.
Making a rap for Atheist wacks, so pray for them.
The verse is done way before I even write it.
Posting lyrics in a status, fuck it I don't even like them.
Other rappers hella boring, fuck them that's what we decided.
All their fans are hella blind, fuck them all, we the sighted.
I need a Midas from how tired I be getting lately.
Feeling lazy is a phase in my decision making.
Renovating mental waves and innovating little crazy fickle ways to fill a brain with aiming of a different train.
Skip the small chat, I'm bigger and better.
Put any beat on loop and I'mma kill it forever.
I swear that I'mma kill with every venomous letter.
I told you I'mma kill it dog, I said it - etcetera.