I'm focused
That's the prognosis
I love hood b**hes in small doses
Local chickens be like "he so sk**ed"
But I ain't paying these birds bills I ain't T-Mobile
Conceited, chill with the richest and the rejects
Kinda like a Jesus
So I'm feeling like we blessed
I been getting weeded on the scene
Yes !
n***as not as talented as me, seems to seem
Vex !
Hold my favs' to the highest standards
But none held higher than I hold myself
So when I'm done they'll be comparing me to no one else
f** you if you f** with me I feel like you can go to hell
Gon' prevail, making dope art
But the boy is gonna sell
I was slept on young like Basquiat
But am I gonna die early? don't ask me that
I be f**ing these b**hes bumping acid rap
And as for that I got my nut then I had to nap
And after the fact I woke up then I happened to rap
Conceited, chill with the richest an the rejects
Lemme show you what the peak is
They ain't ever gon' beat this
Been lapping n***as like the Preakness so peep this, woah
Got a hipster chick and she dip low
I do like her hips just roll
Tell her let's go get to the XO, want me hit it professional?/
I guess so
Unorthodox with a fresh flow
Un-orthodontist flawed and pompous
Quick to the respond the nonsense
Like a thirst trap to Charles Bronson with less conscious
k**in' it but making it riveting
In this interesting predicament
The people aren't pillaging
They still k**ing our citizens
Where's home? The one don't condone no drone
There's literally so much bullsh** politically
How come, we content with the outcome?
It's probably the profits from the talcum
We do it too ourselves look who k**ed Malcolm
To address all this sh** I'll need a whole album
To encore start riots an rile on and pile on
We tried and got dial tone
So how long we gon' take this sh** ?
Oh you surprised? Save it b**h
Shoulda savored it! I'm vapor sick
And the n***as on top wack so I payed for it
Switched from the savior to Vader
Murdering neighbors for paper
If my b**h wildin' I'mma have to replace her
Hood chick, not too much places I can take her
So I smoke my Laker
That alerts me too danger
b**h full figured while I be that n***a
Only f** with Smiths fans cause them b**hes die witcha
Get a wifey like SZA
Who's rise will coincide and open eyes
Hypnotize everyone from Inglewood to the 'Stuy
Don't plan on dying in the hood little guy
I'm out of my mind on this island of mind
Personality got divide by design
Even if one dies still not outta my prime
Oh yo, there is certain things that I don't know
Got too much pride and I won't show
Like fear of the so-so
That's a no-no like a ho that won't blow