Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line
Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw
Bored, so i'm packin' bowls / faster than the hands of an average joe
Your lines are sloppy, might as well call you joe.
She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow
Underrated some would say
Because what you spit is gay,
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
Cause my flow's so cool it's like joe montana.
Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay
I was gonna write you a poem today
It´s the battle of life
Sky high, iced out paradise
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