ARISTOCRATIC PARTIES WITH PIANOS:
[Verse 1]
They wasn't sleepin' on me homie I rap good enough to put'em in a coma
When I die barry me inside the MOMA
Oklahoma tornado flow, way to go Antonym
You made a beat that got the geek a girl to dance with him
I'm making up my own flow
I got proof on the Go-Pro that can turn your girl solo
Single, shiny bells with no jingle
Your girl's breath stinks tell her lay off the pringles
Sorry I had to spit some bars about that cliché
That whole I got your girl in my pocket thing is on replay
And too many people tell me I try not to be mainstream
But your girls been around me and you I guess we're on the same team
Don't blame me she's just following her heart
Just like when she's with her girlfriends filling up that shopping cart
Meanwhile I'm in here thinking like a modern Descartes
Girls and I have one thing in common, the room just stays dark
Thats that studio life, beats start popin
Music out of Paris I like it here I'm raps Chopin
Y'all don't get the picture Apple K like you croppin'
No question about stoping
[Verse 2]
Ya'll gotta let go let the kite go to heaven
I been doing this sh** since 1997
Ever since day one cooking raps up in my apron
Dealing with hot appliances, I'm in hell with satan!
I'm bout to pull the sword out the stone
Cook these Brits a couple scones for their bones
Make'em go crazy ignore their calls of the phones
Put my world around the globe throwing bread crumbs out the
Drones, the bread from the bakery
My parents told me stick to school, rapping isn't safe for me
Might as well get the noose, hang it off my bunk bed
Might as well listen to nothing but what the drunk said
Who the f** said that? Touchy subjects
Yeah I touch those like I'm giving this awkwardness some lovely dread dap
This is such fun rap yeah I love it I love it
And it's rap over everything, nothing above it
Nothing at all its on top on the numerator
I decide for that to last forever I'm the doomsdater
Tell the news to the hater man
Imma cut up his interior like crocodile aligator