They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me
I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city
To the god you praise, i'm about detonate, satisfy and educate
Senor bout to catch me being late come on mrs roberts cant the attendance wait
I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business
You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs
Secret missives to the mrs
Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches
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