[Verse 1] No one knows what I'm capable of I'm like MJ on the court and behind the mic, and I ain't wearing a glove I stay fly, my pet-peve is dove Some of my boys blow clouds, but it's this life that keeps high and above Boy, I've been sick like H-I-V My words catch bodies; This a hommy like R-I-P You tryna D-I-E to M.C. that's M-V-P You a...Learn More