This is a song about "Check my rymes"

She said that she saw my name as a blank check

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Check my criminal record, i'll pull out my fencing sword

Check my letter i got christmas money,

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Things you crave well mines my check!!!!

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

(slow) i want my pay check on saturdays tech yea yea check

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Most my nouns are 98 degrees,check my history i am the1

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Check out my style here's the esoteric kid