Pop that, with your triple dees,
Bitches really wanna suck like they getting on knees,
And it's funny cause I'm just tryna be an MC,
And they all up on my jock, when I step in the place,
Their whole face erase, with this Racist stage
In my fate, I just wanna get it back on my sage,
The one I conquered long ago but not really,
Millis what I want but not the way Wayne did it really so I,
Keep coming up with soulful shit every day,
Like I'm the only man to ever really find a way,
And it's funny how they say the best things in life are free,
So Ima make sure I buy 4 and get 2 free,
I'm not broke but fuck it, I'm conscience,
Of the way I deal my lil money at concerts,
Do a lil stage dive, break my back,
Fuck that give me a week and I'll be right back,
To my stupid old ways, amazed and Ima do it,
Shit I do for music you'll be amazed, really entertained,
By the one MC that came outta debt,
Woops I'm sorry, didn't mean to kill the Alphabet.
Damn with the wind he goes...
Writing raps is the only lil thing that he knows,
Just get it get, just get it get it all
Second verse, it gets worst, the day I put you in a Hearse,
With my rhyming ways, my scheming days are over,
Bitch told me she liked rap but not Hova,
That's like saying you love joints without the fucken roller,
Really confused with these averaged minded,
Individuals that never had a clue where I went,
I was the only Saint that never really made it,
Had to apologize for killing the internet with Spam,
It's the only way to do it if you one man,
Mixtape king, nah not yet I will be,
Won't stop flashing money till you feel me,
Fuck with me so I can show you the real me,
Damn, it's like my life done changed up,
Spending a couple hundred a week to get fucked up,
Didn't have a grind just kept smoking the weed,
Felt paranoid I didn't really wanna believe,
That it was that, that was messing with my head,
I just jumped into the ball and kept crashing in bed,
Then everything changed, became a bit better,
Became a trend setter, now everybody wanna gimme a letter and I.