[Skit]
[Verse 1]
Me? I'm a f*****' walkin' paradox
Like Sasquatch swaggin' in a pair of Docs
Where I'm from, either you bangin' blue or you scared of cops
Fiends askin' where to cop, kids askin' where they pops
Just crack kids and b****** babies
In high school I had all my teachers exasperated
Til they seen the black lady in the black Mercedes
They was like, "d***, he actually has some family trainin'"
Now I'm the lyrical miracle with the serial killer flow
Live in stereo, so listen close
Back then I could barely even get a bone
Now it's all yellow-bones hittin' up my telephone
[Break]
P-E, b******
P-E, b******
[Verse 2]
And I'd like to say, "f*** you!"
To my fat seventh-grade teacher with the bucktooth
Never saw what I'd come to
Now I'm livin' comfortable and beamin' over heads like a m***********' sunroof
Got Diamond chillin' in the back
I sit and laugh, cause for a livin' I'm killin' tracks
They held me back said I'd never pass simple math
Now I'm tellin' you what you told me, "Just relax"
Is this the realest s*** I never wrote?
Cause I was too embarrassed 'bout my stepdad sniffin' c**e
Functional addict my a**, is that a f*****' joke?
Different strokes for different folks, that's why I'm spittin' dope
Me and Powers takin' over like a symbiote
Mom blames it on the wild amount of piff I smoke
But it's better than takin' one of her necklaces and runnin' off to get a fix with it
Another day another demo
And I already found my satisfaction in reefer so why the f*** would I need blow?
Just copped some rollin' papers in a**orted flavors
And a 40 ounce to compensate for 40 acres
I could play the ones and twos like I wanted to
The sky's the limit, that's what they told the f*****' fool
I disguise the limit, now I'm aimin' for the Sun and Moon
P-E, premature e**********, comin' soon
Comin' soon
[Verse 1]
Me? I'm a f*****' walkin' paradox
Like Sasquatch swaggin' in a pair of Docs
Where I'm from, either you bangin' blue or you scared of cops
Fiends askin' where to cop, kids askin' where they pops
Just crack kids and b****** babies
In high school I had all my teachers exasperated
Til they seen the black lady in the black Mercedes
They was like, "d***, he actually has some family trainin'"
Now I'm the lyrical miracle with the serial killer flow
Live in stereo, so listen close
Back then I could barely even get a bone
Now it's all yellow-bones hittin' up my telephone
[Break]
P-E, b******
P-E, b******
[Verse 2]
And I'd like to say, "f*** you!"
To my fat seventh-grade teacher with the bucktooth
Never saw what I'd come to
Now I'm livin' comfortable and beamin' over heads like a m***********' sunroof
Got Diamond chillin' in the back
I sit and laugh, cause for a livin' I'm killin' tracks
They held me back said I'd never pass simple math
Now I'm tellin' you what you told me, "Just relax"
Is this the realest s*** I never wrote?
Cause I was too embarrassed 'bout my stepdad sniffin' c**e
Functional addict my a**, is that a f*****' joke?
Different strokes for different folks, that's why I'm spittin' dope
Me and Powers takin' over like a symbiote
Mom blames it on the wild amount of piff I smoke
But it's better than takin' one of her necklaces and runnin' off to get a fix with it
Another day another demo
And I already found my satisfaction in reefer so why the f*** would I need blow?
Just copped some rollin' papers in a**orted flavors
And a 40 ounce to compensate for 40 acres
I could play the ones and twos like I wanted to
The sky's the limit, that's what they told the f*****' fool
I disguise the limit, now I'm aimin' for the Sun and Moon
P-E, premature e**********, comin' soon
Comin' soon