Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
A black guy in a suit, i could tell he was obama
Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise
Lives crucified, facts i provide reagan bush obama lies
And i hate the chilly weather
You wife ain't shit, we g'd her
And get caught, in the moment
I am the giant no containment/
Even though the sky is turning green,i hate losin' n i hate crying in
Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
After these, how can i hate that you're confused on who i am; when even more i
I hate the condescending
Ay, there ain't no telling
I am the personification of rap
Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that
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