Funky Notes - Middle Cla** lyrics

[Verse 1] I write to entice The villains of the mic's The whack emcees who still riding on their trikes Cook with some spice Never lie when your right It's the Cautionary tales of a middle cla** life Broke the law, but I never got busted Cause the cops would be flustered if they caught me slinging mustard Better catch up You don't want last place The detention skipping, Cig flipping, incompetent disgrace Late to every cla** Early to dismissal Missing all my work Well at least I got a pencil Test with a stencil Teachers tryna be gentle Got them following me Like they foundling my genitals [Verse 2] Gave me some Vyvanse, but that sh** k**s creativity Vividly imagining imagery to infinity Definitely defying what you be rhyming As the clock ticks away It's just a matter of timing So check your watch, oh wait I jacked it Sold it for a sandwich To some dudes playing magic I guess I'm an addict A dick to the fake kids Who fake sh** Well Good luck in your parents basement Flow like I'm famous Write and be spacious Deal the cards, I'll play for entertainment But when you go bankrupt I better be blameless You ain't got a clip So stop with the fake sh** I'll banana split cha Flip the words in the scripture It's Enlightenment Right when it hits cha [Blap]