This is a song about "Phrase"

The phrase the pays inside the streets is sharp is razor blades,

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Chillin in a cave deep shit nigga is my phrase not just phase

Lunch times at school, the closest bet like wayne in this phrase/

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Chillin in a cave deep shit nigga is my phrase not just phase

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Lunch times at school, the closest bet like wayne in this phrase

But you never come when you period is five days

Now this is a real diss, so sit back and take notes and make me a melodic phrase

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

I'm gonna be loud as thunder in this phrase

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

A phrase hidden behind a facade of shame

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again