Last time I checked, yup, still hot
Still got that fire flame flava, can't stop
Won't stop, Jurin a real problem
On the mic, blast off when I rock it
I ain't 5'9 but this lil giant knows
What's realer than hip-hop

Call it what you want
X-Pop stirrin' up the pot, woo
Standin' on some business down on my ten toes
These walkin' L infants can't read the room
When I'm 'bout to raise the roof
I don't want no beef unless it's Kobe grade
And while you process it, I'll keep it raw, no kayfabe
They talkin' way outta pocket, outta their own pay grade
Go head and get it off your chest
But you ain't on shayshay
Hah, too rare with it, clarity, top integrity
Graduated with pedigree, got 'em shook, unsettlin'
And I always deciphered the beat, no rap parody
My level be X-traterrestrial so tread carefully

Still hot
Still got that fire flame flava, can't stop
Won't stop, Jurin a real problem
On the mic, blast off when I rock it
I ain't 5'9 but this lil giant knows
What's realer than hip-hop

Still gettin' hotter, um
Must be a hard pill to swallow, um
'Cause I'ma hard act to follow, um
Um, so don't bother, um