DESCRIPTION:
The moodset is mellow, fellow rappers have a listen.
Risen to the moment flowin' these plans into fruition.
Spit cynical cyanide, our body count will multiply.
Eyes behind a glass fortress for these phantoms want us blind.

Strider rappers for hire equipped with dapper don attire
Not tired of throwing imitation TG's in the fire
Hyper combo fury fighter leaving rivals with a shiner
Holster more pull in this game then most adults and I'm a minor

Sipping Apple Juice, no cider
Always last to end the cypher
Boonbucks flowing through like water, payments from the pied piper
God tier ascended, start preaching to the choir
If you're looking for hot irons, then I am your supplier

Bro and I will not retire, this luxury that were living
Giving audio crack to you users that are itching
Slipping a dope dose of Strider style in these rhythms
Ripping rhymes with no decline, and I should know, I own time.