I could see the tears, and they well up
Big Brother brings the bad boys to sell buff
To glamorize clutch
And to judge
Others that we view as a crutch
I want to get a brunch
With some of the day ones
I never liked being famous
What’s with all the hate, son?
Just cause I never date one
Never meant that I hate one
Yup, I never chase one
Disproportionate to the unfortunate
I feel like I’m wondering
If I’m really an equal
Sorry for the cockiness, the attitude
That’s just the way I view people
Wrote countless
And that’s what I can count on
You know I be king of the fountain
And I drink from a holy well
And if you feeling the verse
You’ll dig the chorus
Cmon homeboys and homegirls, let’s all together yell

Chillin on the west coast
I rep the signature Cali swish
You know when it’s game point, played straight up
You know that I never miss
You can diss
Or dish
But to assist
Means to
Uplift one another
Fathers, sisters, mothers, brothers, and all the daughters


Don’t hate the playa
Hate the game
Fame rates pretty lame
And mamed and tamed
Inside a box
Sorry, this is the way of the 3 inch cock
But if three represents free
Then I’ll be
An OG
I know that
I’m not a retard
A faggot
Or a distortionist
His portions rich
Abortioned Bitch
Knows how to throw a fit
So I listen
And make it a optimal position
I am highly rated
But I know methods are highly outdated
I made it
Into my own and craft
So hate on me, I just choose to laugh
Cause if I ever wanted to 혼내
How do you think you’ll feel when God says 돈내
And I’ll be like 선배
Thank you
For the generous offer
But I know how to deal with scoffers
In a holy way
And it’s through giving them a lonely phase