PSA (Bonus) (feat. TyLen)
Boom bap is wack said the dumbest niggas ever
Turned you to a ghost I'm the killer face made of leather
The cookie is crumbling showing your fortune you tattle teller
Fucking with me you lost your sense white food or Hellen Keller
My mind boggles while time toggles like Joey said
The messages I projects at times be going overheads
These jits they be flexing like they really bought it with they bread
Your moms cops your J's for holidays just go to bed
My main chick b stuck to my side like we siamese-ing
Industry fugazi thugs only be slime for a season
Then poof they fly cripping and say they been blue since semen
Catfishing ass rappers who do you believe that you deceiving
Frying these fish smelling aromas of bitch
But damn these niggas salty like I put too much of seasoning
I don't like to think before attacking
You a titty baby I was sipping Similac and
Bih you always calling for your momma when it's cracking
Action happen no words straight to slapping
I was fighting niggas in the rain
Couldn't win that match so that nigga snatched my chain
Momma beat my ass said that shit ain't come for free
Came to school next day made him feel my pain
And that was third grade
How you think that shit aged
And a nigga started rapping here nothing personal I just think I'm better than
Got some niggas shooting they ain't wearing letterman's
Took him straight to heaven but I sure sent him a letter man
Told him you don't come around
We was partners back then what's the difference now
You just think that you shit and pissed me off
Shut the fuck up bitch before I make another nigga make the news
Spent Houston nights broke that was inner city blues
If we had some peanut butter nigga that was food
Tell him he can rap now I'm thru