Crown me...
ya played concepts go back to when apple was daring to Eve
Times aint the same; I got a smart watch while ur creepy ass wont quit starin at me
are u a fairy or G? u actin like a little kid who thinks life aint fair
Sippy cup has to be in the discussion… cuz ur creative juices never get out of there
plus feeling out of place tells us whose portrayin a damn nerd
cant get passed ya comfort level, boss… big white guy dressed in a hood sayin the N word
u suffering from severe identity crisis & this whore just never quits
those white lies bring up red flags… insultin real blacks for supportin confederates
u irrelevant, only wack dudes say ya generics make ya flows gaudy
& u don’t only buy into that… u’re on a shopping spree for Mr. Nobody
Its play time; u hate gun bars & I got bullets to quickly spray mine
u robbed Snoop… but this week u don’t have a shot when I’m giving K-9
ya black homie’s a racist & ya white one talks black & schemes
u shoot to sound real… cuz u’re putting ya friends on blast in a text magazine
aint bad as me; 4-1 vs the dude talkin crazy with all that self-hype
hall of fame’s such a touchy subject… & u in a straightjacket wishin u knew what it felt like
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Grumpy old man.
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