Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand
Look at our presidents, he's charming, but he's raping the land,
You talkin bout you breakin out
Might even know how hard it is, no doubt
Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route
Stressed out, ya you know im stressed out
Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit
And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet
So please, i'm begging you, hear me out/
Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought
Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit
Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket
It's things to know about when you got dough and clout
Then don't want you to stand out or blend out wanna you out.
Its irrelevant, im raping for the hell of it.
Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit
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