Out Of Touch

yea arab man rolling wirth a band of white girls

its a white world I have several harems of them

they smile and grin look at the terrorist treat me inferior than

it'll get hairier than chewbaccas private areas when

pat me down on my hand me downs my carry on bags

my fam on material imperial gonna go to paris soon

in a year or two hope the eiffel towers still there

my uncle tells me lets go to morocco marry you off carry you off

girlfriend there you cant talk to yo mama bout this haha

my preference is a mulatto skinned high cheek bones dimpled cute nose girl

wear her curly hair whatever whenever

my preference is a dancer roaming right in front of me

on her phone so showy heat light of a stage on me glowing

I never performed in front of a thousand so much to remember

my outlet has me stressed out more bustin up my temper

in second gear slow down my family has a bad history

if i crash might never be outta dat coma

crashing in this life smell the aroma tempted again

finessin outside of home momma gone

I'm selling tickets spittin bars like its dope dollar sign

jiggaboos athiest lesbians all are envious walking inside paranoia

im ridden not rid of it money makes a man arrogant the pain i cause

lucky ima happy drunk be grateful that

 

im outta touch

with my core

ya goals so close so bitter and tired to reach