Childish Gambino - Otis Freestyle lyrics

[Produced by Kanye West] [Intro] I'm Childish Gambino INES and Foxy Show Shia, you s** bad! [Verse 1] As the world's turning, feel like I'm a worse person My tongue's hurting, from all of its work cursing And I'm not certain, I think my father's LeVar Burton Till I'm walking in circles and I'm talking in third person In the eighth grade I got high off paper mache I put it in my desk and I let it ferment a day Because ain't nothing changed, I'm still known as a rude student That'll walk inside your cla** and make fun of your school shooting I can prove it, I'm too cool as a matter of fact I been writing these verses while I'm having a heart attack I'm in your bedroom cranking on out and staring black Stereo blaring, Gwen Steffani can holla back I'm not black, I'm a white boy with dark skin At a Klan rally wondering why they won't let me in Shia, I'm coming straight for ya, I hope you know that I'm on ya D to the O's got a flow like menstrual cycles Change my face every year like Michael... Jackson Cause I'm packing heat I got the f**ing beat and a f**ing lead Dripping on you motherf**ers all the time I bust guts like I bust a rhyme I bust nuts like I'm Busta Rhymes And I ain't even gotta do it, I ain't have the time On Community What you do to me? Fly girls wanna get inside my booty Or is it the other way around Cause I'm skating on a skateboard, driving downtown At Peachtree, Atlanta, Stone Mountain till I die E-40 got nothing on this Horny motherf**er from the Stone Mountain Georgia Got something for ya Yeah that freestyle was torture [Outro] I'm done!