[Verse P. Blackk]
Yo, your best bet is to [?]
The best dressed with no brands
Put-put P. Blackk homes neighborhood dope man
You probably never heard nothing like this before
A self expression enthusiast [and shoes?] connoisseur
I be kind of bored with this rap, which in-turn is a problem
When trying to put your city on the map
I'm making a switch from fitting in, to standing out but fitted
And everyone's about to bear witness, I'm about the baddest out King Kong
Ya'll give credit [where/ well,?] credit's due
I'm extra credit, if I said it I meant it fool
The king's on, and all peasants beheaded
It's about time I got a theme song to make an entrance to
[A?] takeover and my break's over
Haters, off hiatus and now I'm sky scraping
And my mind's on my paper
See, this is hard labor so
Catch wreck or catch the vapors
[Bridge:]
Who am I?
It's P. Blackk mother f**er
I'm back mother f**er, for you whack mother f**ers
That's not a hook thought
[Verse P. Blackk]
I'm running your city by default, cause I'm on top of the world
It's prophecy, and ain't no stopping what I'mma be
Uh, now gimme my props and watch me set it off properly
I'm way more proper than them n***as that you try to be
From least-to-greatest, I'm at least the greatest
You shining, and the people that mistreat us hate it cause they blinded
Trying to play me like I'm small time, small time b**h, I'm about as small as a giant
A C.O. n***a with an attitude with nothing to prove
But I've got a lot I got to do
Rappers that don't be saying nothing I ain't mad at you
I've been in my room grinding trying to raise my latitude
What you know about having hopes and dreams seen in you
It's hard to be mad when everyone believes in you
And you look in the mirror, and you know you see it to
And all you hope is that everybody sees you through
[Bridge:]
Who am I?
P. Blackk mother f**er
Nineteen years old, what are you doing with your life?