[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Unpolished, unapologetic
Big willie with the blow, nikkas, I am legend
School of hard knock, I attended
Selling hard rock, fukk who I offended
I was a goner, punished by karma
Called him tar baby now he’s transcending genres
The 911 king with the ass shots
A toothless crackhead was the mascot
The owner of the key to that padlock
I’m Jordan vs Cavs for the last shot
I need all mine, reparations
We growin' poppy seeds on my 40 acres