Yeah Haha Ay lowkey, Dayday killed this I don't even know what he said But I swear the delivery was fire Ay look, zen master on every beat Paleo flow, nothin' sweet Mama raised me on Forum Park Used to go to church on Club Creek Ay look, fake rappers, they make me laugh J Slim did eight and a half My kinfolk used to spend the night In the bando just to take a bath Ay look, dope game, no joke Can't make change if you stay broke Half of y'all be sleep walkin' But be taggin' me, talkin' 'bout 'stay woke' Ay look, half the time, I be with my chick The other half, I be in the church I really wish I could politic With the mob but they still movin' work Ay look, shoutout Dame, shoutout Curry G M-O-B 'til I D-I-E My whole life went streets, UNT, MVP, then a degree On Christ, I kill beats like B-I-G, P-A-C and Benjamin 3, stacks Peep facts, boy I'm top of the line See Fat, don't confuse her with one of these dimes She a quarter, heavy supporter If I did sell drugs, she would head to the border Grateful that her mama never had to abort her Faithful to the thought that we could have us a daughter Or a son, either way she the one Mama think I rap for fun but I'm rapping for funds Need change if I think the change ever gon' come And she been prayin' for the day that I just say that I'm done I say never, I'm way too clever Plus I don't rap for the cheddar Women be like all the sheeps, he a shepherd Mad cow disease, I be killin' these heifers Never seen purpose with skin like it's pepper I got the juice, I got the nectar Yellow bone hair, I got the texture Never forget that I flow for the lepers, ouu