[Verse 1: CONNOR]
Jiminy Cricket!
There goes them Rose City misfits
For you, this is unfortunate
Lemony Snickets
You see the paw-prints
Imprinted when we spit
You all bark, no bite
Enlist ya dentist
I gotta antler full of purp
Hang tennin' when I surf
And you napping on the kid like an Amber Alert
Better check ya paperwork
Before you get left legless
I'm working on creation
Your verses off of Craigslist
Drown all ya problems in the bottle
That's one way to waste time
Down in every pothole
Cut ya mind's break lines
Writing rhymes all the time
Then I send em through the grapevine to clear ya mind
Lakeshore Drive
First I got the cap and gown
Upgraded from them hand-me-downs
And I'm rapping now
Little Connor outta Jackson?
How?
I guess it work like that
[Interlude]
[Verse 2: CONNOR]
I'm on M-60
Riding with no high beams
Sipping Hi-C
Low on my face is where my eyes be
My location 517
Occupation could be reverend
Cause I kept the faith like Evans
Bars strong; the gates of Heaven
Gospel rapping; Chancellor Bennett
And the Word you giving feckless
Put that sh** together
You won't even make sentence
Transitions to the Zooland
They weren't prepared for me
sh** I can count on two hands who really care for me
When I recluse
You wasn't there homie
And I never beat my own drum like a snare homie
I got no change to spare homie