[Verse 1]
So I woke up and knew I need a new song
For a mixtape that's to long by one or two songs
That are slow man, these women be like Lindsey lohan
Mean girls turnin crazy, these girls turnin lazy
Looking and hoping for a man around
Sorry to these women that I could not give a damn around
I stand around the rap street corner
The world is cold so I try to keep my feet warmer
Cause I'm stuck as the kid trying to make it in the music biz
Tired of these people like “Aye I like your music kid”
"You could really use it kid, really make a difference"
I'm like "no sh** I know that" cause obviously I have to listen
To the truth, When I'm recording it in the booth
Trying to spit but the flows are caught up in my tooth
And on the next album, runaway from America
But until then let me hand it off to erykah badu
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[Verse 2]
The next album based off of the Johnny Depp movie
With the hands as scissors yeah that Johnny Depp movie
Cause he's a beautiful creature and accepted at first
So pure, never needs a confession since birth
But once again the world k**s off something beautiful
His sense of innocence I'm standing at the funeral
That town f**ed it hard, He was just chillin in the yard
Making things so pretty, you don't see that in the city
And I know if I make it that they will hate on me
Cause right now you're too occupied by the fact you wait on me
To blow up
Well guess what to the game I showed up
But they told me that I didn't have the right tickets
You need to rap about the d** and hoes if you wanna kick it
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[Verse 3]
Put my soul in my next album so expect it to be dark
I'm dropping iron man bars expect a tony stark
Difference from my other stuff
No family friendly rhymes, No more show it to your mother stuff
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[Verse 4]
The singing, I'll let Badu handle that
Incorporate my monsters but they ask me where randel at
Well I ain't sneaky, you can hear it as I'm speaking
They say I'm like a poet but I say that I am preaching
Nah I say I'm teaching, better yet instructing
To the world full of guys only concerned with the f**ing
I'm a virgin and I ain't ashamed to admit it
I'm not out here looking for my first chance to hit it
Cause there are people in my life that I care about
My thoughts are like my nutsack I'm just tryin to air it out
Sorry it's getting really hot in here
Girls numbers in my phone and I'm like “wait, how that got in here?”
Nah that ain't true but the rhyme I couldn't pa** it up
Put MTV out of business tell these dudes to wrap it up
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[Verse 5]
This is too deep for an intro so I left it for the end
I just wanna make it man I can't even pretend
Cause I did what I set out to do
But you have no clue what I'm about to do
Gone
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