4ist Fire (feat. DRAGØN EAGLE) Video (MV)

The weed inspires when the tree is fire
Feels like heaven We need a choir, rocking green attire
Weed suppliers can't grow all of the herb that we require
So we takin' dabs, problem solved, didn't need MacGyver

Wake and bake, couple cups of joe plus a hundred tokes
My death going to be like my room cause I'm going up in smoke
Let's switch gears cause you rappers are all a f*cking joke
Try to ride my wave, get a sunken boat from a crushing blow, yo

I get in a pocket, instantly rock it, soon as the flow switch
Still a sinister prophet, lit as a rocket, dicking yo' miss
Now this minimum wage isn't a cage, I'm feeling so rich
My brain like a house of cards, while yours is goldfish

So it's evident my pen is impeccable
From the edibles that getting me higher, than gas prices
So I lean back with a weed sack of green crack
It's why each track timeless

Ready or not im'a shred em with the lead
The end of a pencil, mentally rap's finest
Been infecting minds like covid
At its max, a damn virus

Me and Dragon Eagle, back and evil slapping sheeple
The masses feeble, so we snap our pen and pads are lethal
While these rappers are trash and wacker than half these action sequels
That's a fact, I'm back at it with a master class to teach you

So do the math, multiply skill and subtract the people
That don't think I spaz like a jackass, I'm as mad as Steve-o
I'm gettin' under their skin as fast as a tattoo needle
Killing songs with flashbacks to the type of killing that's illegal

Won't get in my head, I'm ahead of the snakes
So I'm headed to put your head on a stake
Been getting more head than head of the state
Till I'm under a headstone after the wake, wait

How did this track flip from my love of weed to this?
I dont f*cking know, well let me snap back into my peaceful shit
Right after I tell these haters to eat a dick, then the green is lit
My fam been telling me to quit, but f*ck I need a hit

Quick, cause I'm hypnotized when the herb is on the brain
We off the chronic constant bong rips of all of the bombest strains
Helps me keep my cool and not act a fool when y'all complain
After I spit a fast flow and they swear that I am on cocaine

Cause the syllables flipping can never keep up with the rhythm they listen too slow
When I get in the zone, all the gimmicks are quick to mimic this ridiculous flow
So fly I parachute into the show, lit from the dro
When I'm spitting, I'm limitless, if you ain't into sick lyrics, then what in the f*ck are you listening for