Yo, whoa
Let it, don't doubt
Could be down but
Least it's nice out
Yo
All my idols have OD'd
All I know is be OG
All I know, smoke OG
All I know, when you type Raynk
Don't forget the goat emoji
Don't forget, he was first to step
Up to plate, hit a triple
Just to steal home base, bitch
I'm doin incredible shit, Kobe
When shot took, take tokes
No looks back, this cook snaps
When his kitchen aint producing heat
Focal point finna be refurbished
Inducing peak performance
Weak portions, I fail
If put on my plate, so it's absorption
Of anything in my space
From flimsy to solid
Refuse to let my growth go unacknowledged
Bitch league is IV, like a lifeline
Polished, my
Skill to kill at will and drill
Tolerance, into the
Minds of men, so please just pardon
The artisan architect
Skilled in the art of facts
Hard as some Nile artifacts
By the river, where I start my tracks
Mud imprint, smear on the wax
Flood with flows of blood in subtle acts
Hug and hold into a grudge, till of self
Not fond, than fold, go back
To ways of before
Encased and engorged
With rage, still a force for that light
That lil lantern they say can't burn bright
Well f*ck em man!
Imma max out my lumes
In tune till entombed
Raynk the boom to bap
A shroom to the cap
A typhoon soon to consume the whole map
It really be like that
Man, I could be down right now but
At least it's nice out