Turn on the television all you see is nonsense
Put that on rappers pants all you see is pom prints
Black music is suffering due the content
But on the second coming bear with me people, it's
Verbally introverted, perverted with thoughts of haunted
With social awkward they me often I was taunted
The outcast but I out lasted my competition
Niggas know it's bad when og's ain't got a pot to pissing
Welcome to looserville, the most generic
Where music with niggas use gimmicks instead of using skills
Where dudes cruise the computer, youtube and stupid thrills
It ain't a fucking limit what desperate niggas would do for deals
And blog sites don't give a fuck if you lyrically buzzing
They more concerned who ambra or nicki is fucking
Who rihanna's kissing, that's what's the missing
[?] Is still, I'm all music subconscious condition
My mother was a christian, my father was a muslim
I made my own decision, not one of them try to push them
And either direction, the question is pressing your mind
Where would half of these rappers be without their
Major co signs
The same places probably less and no shine
I know I'm the underdog and this is why I
See mee and curren$y we had this little
He said get new york and the nation's next to follow
Where's the windy days when you need them
Rappers from getting deals, barely see them
And this restrictive by my
When you insecure, people exploit you during your crisis life
Like a labyrinth of maze, full of inhabitants crazed
That wanna stab you so you have to be brave
Or entrap you inside a lasso so you have to behave
And these rappers are worst than bitches adam apple's a shame
You amazed, I ain't had a deal yet
Maybe cause I'm a real threat
My fully automatic flow will get you pussies real wet
I will bet that these verses walking the fine line
And I ain't even rapping, I'm reading this off my timeline
3 60 Deals is putting artists in graves
So why the fuck would you niggas rush to become a slave
I guess it's just american dreams
Porky kings, yeah, yeah
Right out, I am
We comin'.
