This illiterate idiot thinks he got a chance of winning this
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted
He was coppin' hits and poppin' cris, he was a rocker kid,
He looks all the same but thinks in a rather different way.
Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say
We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly
Now when he thinks of then he begins to cry.
Til they're as good as d12's kon artis
I am olubowale, the answer to this
I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain
He thinks he got street cred because he sped while he was in a lane
Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did
Let's pretend he liked hobbies he could do as a kid,
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down
Imma tell you a story about a kid at school who thought he was the greatest kid around in this town
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