Bun b, i’m underground king
And i'll enjoy your suffering,
Come and test, if i'm the best, and everybody's dying
So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring
Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,
I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion
For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good
I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,
Stand up misses i love your ambition
A dying dream, you even try in
But i'm sorry for the damage i have done
Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children
I'm bald bull to my little mac competition
Suffering in this mental prison that i'm stuck within,
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