Open up your eyelids, look at the horizon
Tell me what you see, do you see me smilin'?
Naw, probly not, my spirit is right here
Sittin' my captain's chair with a bottle of beer
And it's good, yeah it's great, for heaven's sake, I love the taste
Of a cold one- chillin' at 8pm on Sunday writin' poems
That the people love- it's what the people need
It's me Jarvy on the rhyme, man- Thief is on the beat
Heat the masses, at least the nooks crannies
Someday I'll fill an atlas with cats who understand me
Rambling off a lesson trying to make it all fit
Profit is not the focus, but I won't oppose it one bit
Don't throw shit that you can't pick up
I'm quick rip that shit up
In it for the rhythm, never spittin' to make a quick buck
Yo, do you get it yet? 'Cause I can do it all day
Man, I can do it till your ruined or your hair turns gray
And long after, I be the rafters
Swingin' back and forth on vines- divine rappers test it
I guarantee I'll wreck ya' body while I'm restin'
Best to check your head and get to steppin'

Say, what's all the fuss about?
Jumpin' and jivin' and buckin' about?
Jarvy the man- he be rockin the benefit better than y'all
Somethin' about the way he moves the tongue
If it was a comp, he woulda won- dun dada
Thinkin' he got it, wanna stop him, but he buggin' out
What's all the fuss about?
Shut ya' mutha-fuckin' mouth
Don't even consider gettin' close
He boast a bunch about the skill
Sure, maybe some of it is filler-
But the kid'll still get your girl and drill her
Lady killer

Smooth as margarine, Jarv is harder than army men
Well maybe not, but watch as I'm-
Gettin' props from your mom and them
Them being her friends, hot damn, they on some cougar shit
They tell me that they love my hair, they tell me that I'm 2 legit
"Never quit, Jarv"
"You da shit, Jarv"
Oh, you're too kind, I'm blushing and my dick's hard
Uhhhh woah, stop- now go
Back and attack whack cats with that flow
You know what I'm 'bout, yeah- you know how I feel
You know I'm a fool
Crackin' jokes coppin' a feel upon the bossoms
'Mmmmm, damn babeh you pretty
I'll marry you and carry you throughout your favorite city
Or town-
Baby, I'm ready to settle down- start a family
But she didn't like the rambling of clown
So my sad face overcame my dad face
Mad haste made to her sister with the braids

Say, what is all the fuss about?
Jumpin' and jivin' and buckin' about?
Jarvy the man- he be rockin the benefit better than y'all
Somethin' about the way he moves the tongue
If it was a comp, he woulda won- dun dada
Thinkin' he got it, wanna stop him, but he buggin' out
What's all the fuss about?
Shut ya' mutha-fuckin' mouth
Don't even consider gettin' close
He boast a bunch about the skill
Sure, maybe some of it is filler,
But the kid'll still get your girl and drill her
Lady killer

Yeah, I guess I'll tell the truth- I ain't cool and I'm weak
I'm a shit talkin' bitch, lady killer? Never me
But I love 'em, somethin' about the way that they walk
We don't have to fuck, we can just talk x2

You can ride with me
You can buy me things
You take me out
And pay to fine dine with me x4

Lady killer