Look, gunshot

Martin Luther King had dream, Barack Obama had a Joe

Gave a bill to my daddy, mama, mom, I'm on my way home

Feel like Christina Pitch, this my manifesto

Black James Bond, Marty Mcfly sippin' his resto

Lena, on cole, AK-47

I'm on a roll, who afraid to go to heaven

Took your kids to my Island like Coney

We gon' take the hood all over like Cody

Yeah, to my Island like Coney

We gon' take the hood back, n**a, like Cody

B**h, this my manifesto

Yeah, I said B**h, this my manifesto

Ay, my n**a, my hands been burnin'

I think they talkin' 'bout us

Might be the reason my palms been itchin' for weeks

Shit, I thought someone put somethin' in my drink

I hope we got a check on the way

I hope the talk ain't cheap, bro

'Cause honestly, we don't do this shit for free