Born in 97 Witnessed 9'11
Misbehaved detention Misbehaved suspension
On my own mission
Harnessing my diligence, producing music cla**ic
All ish out yo mouth, cacophonic
Yo bish give yo no mouth, yall platonic
I spit, ebonics mixed with
An ounce, of college knowledge
Even tho I ain't there yet
Continue to grow just as me heating up a faucet
Waiting for my chariot
With my b**h dressed with corset
Id go bid all the, skeptics
To just go lick my, nut-sack
But I had too much, prozac
Too high not cause I'm, chosen
Poppin, tablets, like I'm, moses
Im smart, yeah I'm, just precocious
While you all be, precarious
About me as, a musician
Watch as I win, it comes to fruition
Ya'll be shocked like poison
Think I am free mason, tin foil then
Control minds with this pen
I hate my above gen
Especially old man
Trunk lie brother
f** my father
When I make it big b**h
Do not take a cent of it
Get out of my life
All you cause is strife
Grief you got, no contrite's
Nah you don't, stop your crimes
Leading me to have this pipe
Getting high as a wind chime
No exaggeration hype
About these muhf**in joints
Which leads me to type
Up this rhymes and lines
At once hit my mind
Puns spew from my lungs
Clung to your ear drums
Like a web from spi—
Ders
Have a story wheres Reu-ters?
Theres poverty New- Yor-kers
Left with winter conditions amidst the frigid brisk crisp way below one Celsius
Type cold sh** on thermostat
And we worry bout our Mac
Or a brand new flat hat
Or a brand new Chanel bag
f**a whats up with that
I take it back
To straight rap
No more crap
Born in 97
Witnessed, Iraq invasion
Misunderstood resentment
Misunderstood religion
Bar mitzvah
Protected like a condom
But right now it is time I leave that framework
Seeping to new age in my lifes foundations
Makin my own connections and networks
By starting in the basement lead to concerts
Around the globe
Message of hope
Image of cope
Pigment of chalk
But I walk
The talk
I bark the bark
With my dogs
Never balk
Or retreat
We ain't puppies
Nah im spittin intelligence
For the folks with indigence
For the old with polident
For my peoples sufferein
For the conglomerate of this nation
Don't care your f**in ethnic persuasion