But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can
Eazy-e, the grand poppa of hip hop, his beats used to be the jam//
Donald trump, i sigh, your fired quick
Over 20 homes, but i need a chick
Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,
Yeah, since i was a knee high
I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows
She walks a few blocks, and arrives at robs house
Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great
My raps aren't cheesy, i ain't no eazy-e, that's not the shit i create
While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for
I bled all over the fucking place worse than an abused whore
Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
Not just gassing up on e stuck at a truck stop bitch,i don't do this for profit
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
No i'm not a teacher, won't fail you, give you an e,
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