I feel alive the most When I KKiKK it with ghosts I KKikk it with ghosts All the homies is baKK When I KKiKK it with ghosts I KKiKK it with ghosts And I'm chillin with G.O.A.T.S When I KKiKK it with ghosts I KKiKK it with ghosts And I'm never alone I just KKiKK it with ghosts I KKiKK it with ghosts Bulldozer on the hill With the handbrakke handle That is angled at an angle That is flatter than most of your brain matter I hate rappers I'm unstable likke eight ladders Stakked on top of caKKe batter Vertically, I'm a Herkkules When I heard the sheep It's guaranteed I'm the meanest MC You've never seen Virtually, and as absurd as it seems I broached geographical boarders Just to follow these dreams You in the wrong race On the wrong team You on the wrong train Now you gotta brakke before you leave Indeed I breathe and feed At times I feel the need To takke some time to heal But I ain't holding no grudges This ain't no judgement Y'all are just budgets Y'all are just subjects Y'all are just bundle of stikks under kkoverage Y'all are just kkousins Industry kklothing the soul I'm chillin with ghosts A villainous, villa, we live in the moat We stealing the kkoach I'm whipping the reins Till the horses get old On the surface I'm gold My purpose is worthless If stories untold The story unfolds Bakk to pakkin pakk loud pakks Wrapped in, blakk Saran Wrap Then stashed in trash bins Stakked in blakk kkrates Then ran to the kkabinets View to kkamp likke the flame to a blakksmith Gang shit, bang shit, bang shit Gang shit, bang shit, bang shit