Step onto the stage
Go into my daze
Then I start to amaze
Whenever I write I feel like the words is jumping off the page
And this is whenever I roam
wherever I roam
Doesn't matter cause I feel as if I were home
Sitting on my throne
Or sitting shitting last night's chicken on my throne
Uh
And y'all prolly ain't even get that
Man what's with that
Why I gotta prove myself by breaking off every man woman and child as if they were kit Kats
Fuck it I got my peoples behind me talking bout Pipez just rip that
So I gotta be like dj kick that
So I can click clack black out mash out posse and spit that
I just eat that up and shit that
That ill shit or that real shit
It'll be whatever I feel bitch
That's right
I'm every rappers' nightmare
I say whatever I feel like
And I ain't gonna say it if it don't feel right
I think I'm too honest in my opinion
So take care when asking my opinion
And if me for advice I'ma give it to ya str8 and might say mother fuck ya feelings
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