Or something that you paid for
Luke im not ur father
Why don't you just get a little taste baby
All these haters who mad and be nagging at me
Know i meant, every motherfuckin word
I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third
Haters mad cause i aint playin the game right
Don't worry just done get inside
Ok im at school trying to be cool trying to fit in and not be a fool
I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school
I’m just a flowing white boy who has mad haters
Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players
Style is patent, the measures is drastic
These haters mad, cause my rap's flow's sick
Former middle school anarchist who hated the ways of modernists/
Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this
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