She wanna have sex cause that dick is ridicoulous. I ain’t a damn trick, I am sick wit’ meticulous. Mother fucking styles, piles of aisles I yet. To met, I bet that I get set and I jet. To my dream place, my cream case is rather interesting. I gather the moola, but not to fool ya I enter stressing. Once I have it, a habit of a dunce who nab it. Trapped in the dough glow, tapped in a no show. Capped out boutta flow yo, bit oh shit, ya get. No support, in short, I thwart what ya sport. Man, can, I keep wit’ the deep shit. Nah, I act hollow for a fact follow. Trends of my friends, it ends when the bends. Cease, I need to find peace and heed to my mind beast. No more, flow for, at least myself, I shelf. The rest, ya best? I feel I can better. I plan to get a muh fuckin’ respectful, not neglectful. Life, I was the knife, cutter, we know so yo be a shutter. Of you mouth, ya shit it get south, direction, can’t stay on topic an interjection. Drop it like tropic, rain hit, the pain emit. I’m battling demons, tattling bout they screamings. Cause my mental health is rental wealth, comes and goes. Sums the bro’s living up, at times I be giving up. That rhymes like I try to do, I won’t however lie to you. I don’t wow clever, I just recycle lines, we style mines. Like they cool, but I’m a fool, haha. Downhill delivery, renowned spill the giver be. Me, king to sling off the throne. Muh’ fucka, I feel fo’ real alone.
