Random arrogant shit cause im the ish
Im a cynical sixteen year old with cancerous thoughts
Ill put a bullet in my brain to test the kevlar that’s on
my chest expands when im pullin on the roor, yeah thats the brand on my bong
everyone keep asking me where the weed is, i just tell em its gone
bitch i bust off all day long, erratic matics poppin fat kids
where my gat is? in the back. ill split your hat and have a laugh
dont understand? well thats the point, ill burn ya crew and burn ya swagger
like the ember on a joint, i rock it out, call me mick jagger
you know the rhymes are always flowin, got inspiration up the ass
cause i write bout what i know and thats the reason for the swag
lets kick it back, have a snack, slow it down and have a chat
wannabe critics criticizing, talking trash bout all my raps
dont got a gat nigga, but ill splat niggas, leave intestines on the pavement
chickens walkin with no heads askin round “Yo where my brain is”
met an insane trick one night, shes lookin lonely at a party
look in her eyes told me she was lookin to get naughty
so i asked shawty, let us dip, take a trip back to my crib
got the captain on deck that got her silly for my dick
so i slip it, got her twitchin, went too fast i got a ticket
now she blowin up my phone because she know how good the dick is
i say fuck it, she can suck it, call her up whenever nothin
shes always down to drive around nd give me head in daddys truck shit,
she in love, she call me up, tell me that she want my son
i tell her fuck, i aint the one, aint the guy she tryna love
im the guy she sposta call when her boyfriend actin up
