How is the word turning I feel like I am the worse person My tongue is hurting From all of these cursing And I am not certain I think that m father is, Till I am walking in circles And I am talking to third person In the eight grade I got high upon a, I put it in my desk and I let it Cause she ain't nothing changed I am still known as a rude student That will walk inside your class And make fun of your school, I am too cool as a matter of fact I have been running within these verses While I am having a heart attack I am in your bedroom no doubt, I am not black I am a white boy with a dark skin wonder why they don't let me in I am drunk on this gin and I am fuck it I am the naughty rapper ever rip my skin to make a condomn They try to jump me they couldn't touch me with a bunch of monkeys girls see my dick size they realize they can't handle it I get more kicks out of it than Jean Claude Van dame And I am still spitting , Why every white girl love out of damn I got to keep it coming cause Come from Rome Athena I had something for you You know how they play reggetone I used to lick it I didn't mean to kick it is she Porto Rican people are speaking She ain't right but you know I keep it tight Naughty word murderer Ina convert able Niggers haven't heard of them Till Where I am from... eating mash potatoes I hate those People say I am not wake enough