This is just a statement
I gotta get situated
I know that I'm pretty hated
I know that I'm imitated
I know that I'm not the greatest
I'm starting to get agitated
And somewhat exasperated
I do this shit on the daily
Shit start to get complicated
Your raps are outdated
Nowadays shits overrated
God damn I'm devastated
I tried doin what y'all do
But that shit just ain't me
People say that I'm crazy
I'm starting to get a lil bit lazy
What happened to the rap game used to be Jay z
Now the only good rappers are dababy jcole and Kendrick
And all the dead legends
Nobody can save me
I'ma just live with it
I learned how to deal with it
Nowadays don't show that I'm feeling shit
Grandma is Ill and shit
If I need it damn right I'll be stealing shit
I pull your card but I ain't the one dealing it
F*ck you and your homies y'all are just hypocrites
Rest in peace triple x died at the dealership
Homie I am a lunatic
I did go to four winds
I will kill you and your four kids
I do have more sins
Kick down the door hinge
Escaped from jail dressed in orange
Homie I shot so much surprised I haven't scored
Start making a scene like we shooting a movie
Tried to get me hit, bullets went right through me