[Verse 1]
Let me start out with
Rappers who rap about the projects
But would rather use ebonics
Please tell me where the trap is
I know its hard to keep up
With the best you think I don't know
But wrongly enough I'm still alive
And no one is showin
Their talent of being a good friend
I make amends with girls
Who are into s**, all they ask
Is for my dick bend
Snap back into my mind set
Get ahead in jobs
Brain so good I'm done
And dead like steve jobs
And while I'm writing out my poetry
Underline my clarity
Annotate my lyrics
So you can understand me
And I could rap for hours
Smoke sh** by the hour
And never given up on living
Just taking a break from breathing, hoping that I
[Verse 2]
Now I'm going hammer
Making bangers not my type
Set mind in need of good weed
For the kush has blown my mind
Dirty ghetto kids
With a mind thats filled with k**in
Any mother f**er that
Would think that they'd be sh** to mess with
And while taking hits of acid
My dicks flacid
Flashing lights at concerts
Got me thinking thoughts like manson
Cursing to my lame sh**
Counting up my last bricks
Drive stick to a honda civic
Plain and simple basic
b**hes want the dick
And by that I mean the douche
I'm used to getting woman
Its comes to me so loose
Choose the path
That'll make you wanna relax
Pop a xanax
Bump this sh** and take a nap
(f** I'm done)