Just let me back
This shit is stereotypical
Blame rap, yeah very original
I am not holy or spiritual, you being overly critical
Media throwing subliminals, they wanna make this political
Y'all put the anal in analytical
Reporting the truth is a miracle these days, and we need the proof
Wait, this shit's a phenomenon, middle finger in the air
Hair down and I'm feeling like Chaka Khan
Through the fire no Babylon
Only villain in the ComiCon poppin' M's all night, Shamalan
If she's a 10 and she get the dick, she might just get the decathlon
My liquor darker than the Necro ComicCon
Sprinkle Molly like it's Parmesan
Raised in the jungle, no Amazon
Shouldn't book me during Ramadan
Soccer moms, I'm sorry you left with your ovaries traumatized
But, I'm 'bout to give you a reason to overly dramatize
'Cause I never apologize, unless there's tears in my mama eyes
And I just jet, my mama's fine
Please don't provoke me, I come alive
All this attention it's all over censorship
I won some Grammy's, and y'all didn't mention shit
Nominated for a Oscar, but you wanna stick to the negatives, I see the picture
Shout out CP24, do people even watch TV anymore
My only fear is being poor, they fear me in the Forbes
They gon' hear me on these tours, for sure
Wait, this shit feel just like a witch hunt
Fuck hoe tits ass bitch cunt, got a slick tongue
How crazy is it I'm the rich one?
How crazy is it that you so mad?
When they hear these verse from they own dad
But when I do it, why's it so bad?
Oh well, can't tell, I'm so glad
You know what the fuck I do with a note pad
Fuck outta here
Let's go
I'll be a good little boy I promise Just let me back This shit is stereotypical Blame rap, yeah very original I am not holy or spiritual, you being overly critical Media throwing subliminals, they wanna make this political Y'all put the anal in analytical Reporting the truth is a miracle these days, and we need the proof Wait, this shit's a phenomenon, middle finger in the air Hair down and I'm feeling like Chaka Khan Through the fire no Babylon Only villain in the ComiCon poppin' M's all night, Shamalan If she's a 10 and she get the dick, she might just get the decathlon My liquor darker than the Necro ComicCon Sprinkle Molly like it's Parmesan Raised in the jungle, no Amazon Shouldn't book me during Ramadan Soccer moms, I'm sorry you left with your ovaries traumatized But, I'm 'bout to give you a reason to overly dramatize 'Cause I never apologize, unless there's tears in my mama eyes And I just jet, my mama's fine Please don't provoke me, I come alive All this attention it's all over censorship I won some Grammy's, and y'all didn't mention shit Nominated for a Oscar, but you wanna stick to the negatives, I see the picture Shout out CP24, do people even watch TV anymore My only fear is being poor, they fear me in the Forbes They gon' hear me on these tours, for sure Wait, this shit feel just like a witch hunt Fuck hoe tits ass bitch cunt, got a slick tongue How crazy is it I'm the rich one? How crazy is it that you so mad? When they hear these verse from they own dad But when I do it, why's it so bad? Oh well, can't tell, I'm so glad You know what the fuck I do with a note pad Fuck outta here Let's go Explain Request ×
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