Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children
You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done
Those late night tv shows
Jay rock got flows
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
When you probably live with your mom, and can't pay for tv
Media turned justice into reality tv,
Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really
And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy
Probably in england sipping on tea,while watching tv
Because the baller lifestyles were all they showed on tv screens,
They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets
Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though
Workaholic, got a tv show
I opened my bible in search to be a better christian
Explicit is how i spit it shitting on em like a pidgeon
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