Ain't Here...

[Exis]

Ayo,

Papa said: You gotta strike early & often
Mama said: Hurt 'em with knowledge
I say: If you can't read my body language,
how's you gonna deal with thrown words at your noggin?

Nah all good...

I ain't here to punch ones face kid
Just wanna adjust my aim,
& crush they fate 'til only dust remains
You do know at the bottom there's nothin' but only past mistakes
From cats that lack talent,
Dwellin' over trash they've made
Nigga I live in the present,
You're still stuck in '07
If there's a medal for duckin',
Congrats on 13 years of bein' the recipient brethren
I ain't here to kick it with kiddies, bitches or guests man
& any offerin' of dick will get you instantly beheaded
On site you know who I like,
Who I loathe, completely like hate
& with so many alias's flyin' around
each/everyday, there's no point droppin' names
As someone I truly despise
Is prolly someone I really like anyway!
All this changin' & shit, Y'all need tailors equipped
At the ready, on stand by
Without watchin' screensavers of fish
All this flippin' & floppin', switchin' & swappin'
I cannot keep up with who's dick you just swallowed,
Which tweet you last sent to some creep you have followed
Attach leash to that collar & get dragged down the street
I'll leave you gagged, bound & treated like black & brown people
Beaten by a dozen black or brown police...

Now tell me, how is we equal?