What I'm gonn' do now?
I'm 5 foot 3 and 132 pounds
Size 6 frame, with a legendary name
Trying to live up to the honor with a few raps and a cute smile
But that don't last forever, this could be my last letter
So I write it with blood and sweat so it last better
They wanna wipe me from the books cuz I'm plot heavy
But they won't give me 2nd looks less I'm top heavy
Let me talk to you, my daddy sharecropped tobacco age 6 fore he learned to even walk proper
You want some real spit? What you know about watching your father numb so he wouldn't have to feel shit?
Real quick out the room before the tears hit
Clutching pipe dreams to my chest like a meal ticket
And as much as I'd like to think it we ain't much different
30 years apart but the cops think we just n***as
But let me slow down fore attention span go down
Gucci, Bugatti, fat bootys, illuminati. Now, am I allowed to finish?
Youngins lying in a pool of that red sauce all in the name of spinach
Noodle all on the sidewalk, like an Italian dinner
But y'all don't wanna hear it. Y'all tone deaf til I start
Talking c notes then y'all ninjas Bob Dylan
Street poets, writing poems for the muh effing highest bidder
Yeah I'm kinda bitter
You want a sweetheart, just stop making the street hard, then you won't get this sour lemon
I'm feeling out of place in the places that I invented
Feeling stifled, so I'm venting
Ear conditioning, pun intended
I may be cut from a different cloth, but we all kindred
Formerly good kids in a mad city, just call Kendrick
This high power coming from out the Nile River
Rap pharaoh from the hells of the district, the sound killer