Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow
The lord from heaven is carrying me right now.
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
Capacity, i can't escape reality i'm losing my mentality
A happy home, that's my fantasy
You faggots don’t have the mind capacity
And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody
Hugging me, holding me, carrying me, openly not concealing me.
Niggas runnin round carrying heat
Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed
You must mean be crazy comin at me low mentality, no mental ability low capacity
A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family
Im flowin rapidly fillin your capacity
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
Choosing my rhymes layering my lines swearing at all times carrying nines/
While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines
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