Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band
And i be good til the fat woman sing a note
Now look in the beginning i was a kid with no hope
Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
Let the syllable kid from singapore spit in a cynical fit
Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped
You are so stupid to understand that you can't even rap in a kg band
And made twerk like miley and give my ass a good kiss
My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless
Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans
Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance
Ill give you a fast death look like the crack meth
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her
What did i do, i'm just a kid from the gutter
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