The plight of a rapper or whatever
This ain't no haunting in the woods, were is slender
Rap is easier than having rats to please with mac & cheese
I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease
I saw these other niggas playin' 'round, stashin' cheese,
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze
See it's hard to make it out when you're on government cheese,
Yeah, we get this cabbage
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities
''mic-controller?'' i'm more impressed by mac 'n cheese.
And i roast ya bitch
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
Hands so slender, correction she's my
We was high school peers, in junior high
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