WTKF
[Hook]
Ungh, I'm on
Toronto's very own
No missed throws
And I'm comin' for the throne
And I was gone
But I'm back in my city
And the Raps started winning
Now you know where the kid from

[Verse 1]
In Canada we have bad weather
And attracting plenty of laughs
Cuz we've had better
Mayors in the past
Blowing grass, no grass petal
And they don't cap
They attack in em caps letters
And stack cheddar
Oh they mad cuz I rap better
In a black sweater
With some skittles and a path bender
And stack letters into sentences
Building blocks, like builder bob
While I'm seeing all my buildings knocked
[Hook]

[Verse 2]

2 strikes, now I'm hot, matchstick
Used to be dyke
Now they dial us (dallas) like the mavericks
Thick and black, nigga
Now I'm spittin' fantastic
Comeback looking real nasty like it's rabid
And spit acid, and that shit's
Burning past skin
Deep in the flesh
Ain't no glory here to bask in
Distract innocent kids with this rap shit
Gats killin and discriminate systems entrapment

[Outro]
And belittlement to little kids who never had shit
If little red riding through the hood
With a basket, the wolves in the park
Probably gon' get her ass quick
It's not a fact but thats a
New practice to the masses

[Hook]