Press

He's here

Whoa

Yes, what'd you expect?

Did what I said, tat on my neck

Who you gon' press? Demons depressed

Hit me direct, this how you flex (Aye)

Might lose my head

I been lookin' in the mirror, every time I'm seein' smoke

Only thing that's gettin' clearer, I'm no good at lettin' go

In the bottom of my bag, and at the top a totem pole

My inner child gettin' dark, had Rodney Jerkins on the phone

Like you the kid, you the man

What's the deal? What's the plan

I'ma get what satan took

Where my peace? Gimme that

I don't sleep

Music my Achilles heel, like iliad

Ain't no open carry state, I register my pen and pad (Brrt)

Messin up my wrist, I admit I'm a handful

Not in your top ten, that's a sin

Hit the chapel

You ain't read the print, gotta press

Where you at?

Holy Ghost in the whip

We might pull up in a phantom like

Yes, what'd you expect?

Did what I said, tat on my neck (Brrt)

Who you gon' press? Demons depressed

Hit me direct, this how you flex

Might lose my head