[Verse 1]
Live from the dungeon, it's the young curmudgeon
Just got done puffin somethingso I'm down for munchin
Fridge is full of nothing, and I'm afraid of sponges
So I guess I'm going hungry til I start to function
I'm in a funk, so I don't go to functions
When I am, I'm gettin drunk, wind up on some dumb sh**
I just wanna roll blunts with circumference,start stuntin
Not gon get it, these rappers are a dime a dozen
Young tobacco fiend, stabbing at these rapper dreams
Slabs of a**onance on the tracks, stack it casually
I got out of Morris, although that place was fabulous
And found better florists, first time you meet
They dab you up
Drunk white girls that grab my bu*t
It ain't hara**ment, less her a** been touched
That'd be real bad for us
Like the dodo when I've had enough
Making k**ings call me Maximus
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I swear I wanna be the king
If you ain't going for the ring
You're s**ing dingaling, dang
I'm going high as I can be
Only thing stopping me is me
[Verse 2]
Some n***as be talking b**hes, some n***as be talking clothes
Some n***as be talking riches, some n***as be on parole
I ain't come up from none of that, always kept pa**ion close
Cause items don't mean enlightened, when time for caskets to close
Every rapper's gon blow, thinking they're the heir apparent
So they put on airs, until they appearance
Don't match their parents
Akru verse, learn to fear it, got no time to be endearing
While n***as was getting silly, I listened to that teen spirit
You drop bars? Cool, I write songs
My ascent's been life long, wordplay been quite strong
I been known to light bongs, it keeps my sights on
Cause the pain of drowning gets real sharp
Like the trident of Poseidon
My soul was broken like the manner that I spoke in
Thought that I was golden but they calling me a token, jokin
Cla**ic spaz, I took it way too serious
It's causing me some problems, you could say I got a myriad