This is a song about "I didnt write this"

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

I didn't write this verse my fuckin alter ego did,

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men

Who the fuck want it with,me yeah i didnt think so,i dont write with a pen

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

But im still here, no fear, living veer in this sphere, i didnt stear this year so

Sleep/im virus when i write this ominous speech/im dominant

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

So i write this song to let you see,

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

I will try and promote this through my ability to write rhyme

My girlfriend saw your body in the garbage and said i didnt have to do this much

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch