I’m a hunter in the grass like I’m hunting two lions
I put twenty in my clip like I put in two dimes
Running through a field like I’m dodging two mines
I’m stuck behind a wall like a pair of two mimes
I think above the world like I carry two minds
I’m the better half of myself you see
I got the rest of my rhymes on a shelf
“who’s he?”
Talladega knights they’re just saying be me
I’m taking baby steps to find what I’ll be
Keep a steady flow like I’m sailing out to sea
I got to stay low because the feds rolling deep
They won’t find my stash because I buried the key
I’m busting open cops like Bavarian cream
While looking through a pair of sights searching for the fleas