Verse 1: (24 bars)
Bitches getting silly, my willy they wanna be touching caressing
that aint my status, need a dime thats far from anerexic
not depressed N living life to please and meet the peoples wishes
I got a shitlist and its for sick kids not knowing I'm gifted
spot blowing like street hookers BUT not getting the dollaz
Yet skets holla on the undercover like feds in impalas
I see through it, this nigga rocking eyes at the back of the dome
Spetacular flow, cats ask what happens when Dax in the zone
My rate rises like a cab on the Go,
I dont be mad at these hoes, that think imma be the nigga sucking they toes
Daxflow aint Black pro BUT agitated by some crackers/
its just they attitude, I'd still be acting rude if skin were blacker/
U got niggaz ya call your boys niggaz that fit the description
niggaz U cant trust when U holding your dick out pissin
Niggaz that wait for you to turn your back then they stab
Niggaz down with the latest fads really they gay like fags
FUCK IT!(pause) I'm mad and choosing to speak my mind
Tracks of mine U aint pressing seek just play it then press rewind
get it in your mind and your brain the lines straight from Jay
align it on page, it flys out of my mouth with a rage
I speak my clout affraid? I'm the opposite my heart is brave
and On my hardest days invisions slaves, life is a blaze
when my bars raise like high Jump, my voice defeats the track
got enough decent raps believe in Dax and holla back
