Look, look
You better check this like Chex Mix
Mix it all up in your mouth
Have a party in the house up in the mouth in the South
Don't know how to rap, but I decide to take the game and put it into my hands
Um, best rapper without a plan
I'm Stan the Man meets Stan Lee
Like Marvel comics
I'm a G, you are nothing
I'm a G, like mail
And I'm bout to set sail on a boat
Across the Atlantic Ocean
Oh sh**
It's Fenton on them and I'm running this sh**
Yo, I go in, I go out
I don't even know how to rap anymore
My raps are so bad, but screw it
Look, keep up with the luck, like a goaltender
I'm not a real person, I'm just a real contender
Keep up with me like the contenders
Keeping up with me
Don't keep up with the Kardashians
Because they're wack at everything
But screw it, I'm about to go in
Cause all I do is k** the track and come back from the dead
It's Fenton on them, I don't even know how to rap
My words don't really make much sense
But do they make dollars?
f** that line, it's overused
Like half of these beats that these rappers use to try to sound creative
Creativity is what is lacking in the real world
The real world needs what we're gonna be
What these wannabes gonna be?
Nothing but wannabes
Off the dome, off the top while I'm trying to sound hot
Off the dome, off the top while I'm trying to sound hot
Krispy like kream
What's it gonna be? Cocoa Crispers
The guy on the Red Sox, but now he's on the Knicks
Wait, what?
Straight off the top, yeah what?
Fenton on them, what is this even supposed to mean
Billie Jean flow
What's it gonna mean for anyone to hit the free throw
At the line
That means I'm at the line with this mixtape
If I drop it the labels will sign me
They'll be like "Woah he's a boss, like a boss, Michael Scott"
But, if it doesn't do well then I should just pack my bags and set sail
Because I'm a bad rapper
(Yeah I'm a bad rapper)
Cause I'm a motherf**ing bad rapper
(A bad rapper)
Look, it's funny cause I admit it that I'm a bad rapper
I don't need anyone telling me that I'm a good rapper to bullsh** me
Look, I know that I'm not talented when it comes to music
And I know that I can't use this
But I'm not influenced
Look, I'm influenced by real rap, like the 90s sh**
And I'm influenced by Kendrick Lamar(ton), yeah I'm on that sh**
I'm influenced by Capital STEEZ, R.I.P. to my man
Look, why is he gone?
Why can I never understand the flight he took
But screw it, I'm back
And I don't know why I try to make raps
I guess it's just for fun yo
Life is fun, but life isn't really that fun
Cause then you have to do taxes and sh**
And it get's weird and boring
But you know, middle age seems f**ing hard but screw it
You know I'mma just go in and just k** the beat
(mystifying gibberish)