(Verse 1)
Polliana
Creating something colder
Tryna get control of my shoulders before I can die
While..
Trolling the sky
I'm holding a disguise
Born the seventh of December to a poet and a guy
Focused on the fly
Openly but why?
I cry at night watching Priya Rai
TMI?
Sorry
But that's a major part of the story
You can't leave out if I'm starring
Get smarter
Beg your pardon?
Tell me stand in line to get Jordans?
Or in a lineup is the only way I'll be important?
I departed
Laughing like Sherry ain't diss me
These coons see me in public and act like they missed me
Knowing back in high school, no one was listening
And they still don't
They just say Dude, you're tripping
Blacklisted from iPods cause I ain't trippy
I ain't high God
But him dammit if I ain't fly, uh
(Hook x2)
Break away with no reaction
Hate this but it's so relaxing
Ba da da da daaaa
Ba da da da daaaa
(this is the part where you get funky... make it funky)
(Verse 2)
See the groove is
Hotter than the shoes and
I am at home so
I don't need you
All I need is socks but
Socks won't do what the sole can for a grown man, ahh shoot
I ain't make the MTV list
So imma throw a fit..
While getting down, call it going in
And even if they add me, I won't show a grin
Cause one of them would still put the latest laughter over him
A rapping disaster
Nastier than McNasty with tampax sauce spreaded all over your chicken patty
Get um daddy
That's what I imagine these women saying when they catch it
And dammit will they catch it
For me, this is action on a mattress
A subtle backflip
A black kid who be sitting in the back with..
Kids who don't laugh at..
Any of my jokes, though they're dope
I don't get it, but y'all know that I...
(Hook x2)