"I spit your verse to get immersed inside my enemy
And to remind you, they gotta go through you, just to get to me
Subtle subordination, perpetual sidekick
nikka sort of a station that you used to
So you ain't gotta get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fukking boost you
nikka you called me, I ain't recruit you
With no regrets, I take it as a test
You said Lupe, you gotta have some grace
Not be so haphazardly to put the truth all in their face
Now that I think about it, that's kinda half and half
If a nikka actually for the strap, why would you keep in the stash?
If you ran the world we'd get defeated in a flash
You really wanna be the Boss can't keep secrets from the staff"