I’m trifling, damn right ignorant
Social conditioning and
Knees dug deep into the pavement
Grab the scissors and saws and
When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them
My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,
Here mother fucker how do you like bacon now, when i stomp your teeth so you can't even shout
Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out
And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none
I say its gettin poppin, but whats poppin is the bacon
Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon
When they here today what you say to them
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