Ye, aight
Been a while since i did some freestyle
So here we go
Just me and 38
Out here cookin, we don't needa wait
He gon muster up a beat
Ima muster up some words that i come up on my feet, eh
If i wanna be explicit, i won't hesitate there
I don't got a lotta fans so i know this ain't gonna air
Got my own flow, my own story that gotta be told
I do a lotta wishin but there ain't a genie bottle that i hold
I go on and on, run on senseless
English teachers talk but i don't serve to their type of sentences
No hoe gonna hold me back
I know what i gotta do to hop back on the horse and ride the track
If i don't fall ima make it to the top, ima ball
What's an outro without a lotta preachin
What's a school when the teachers striking, not teaching
I'm reaching for better news
This is all in the moment
So i really don't care
If you like it or not
I can't really spare a second out here
With my 4 dollar dollar store headphones on
Stacked a few pillow, low budget never go wrong
Give my engineers a headache when they mix this song
More prophecy, less preachin
Fact is they gonna be impeachin
Me when i run up for the office 20 years from now
They just gonna whip my mixtapes out
Just an outro
How bad on a scale of 1 to 10
Did i do on this song with my pen
Does it really matter, i'll be back again
Back again
Back again
Just give me sometime i'll be back again