Verse:
Uh
The median of sinner and saint
I hop scotch in between the two
With all given restraints
Adding on to the fact that
I was giving you thanks
Y'all plotting Tryna rob a n***a memory bank
well
The robbers couldn't lyrically hang
Cause they all got college dreams but elementary brains,damn
Even told you what I thank of
It will be a dumbbell,anvil,anchor
Weight for it
Wait for it
Ahh forget you should pay for it
Pay for it that's the ticket
Gimmie credit if you guessing that your mind just made progression
But slow down homie cause ya team ain't scoring
Say Benjamin that n***a doe
Boy you know my mind straight
Bout to take ya main b**h
And f** her lil my prom date
Mad sk**s ain't sh** my levels
b**h I'm irate
Broke in a rich n***a mind state