For my dad

You aint gotta believe..yur oppinion doesn't matter to me

Cuz if I need ill be gone in a matter of weeks

Let my sneaks hit a sleek two step on the streets

It'll b sweet so if yu wanna u can tell me to leave

I chuck the duce like I'm wishin yu peace

But all ur bs I've repressed yur gonna receive

Ill have a recess and run where I please

Be it guns drugs sweet sex whatever I nEed

But ill just flow..til they're deepest under the c

Producin music u dodnt wanna c me concieve

So I had pure unadulterated basslines and drum kits

Rappin "swagger swaGger swagger I got dumb kicks"

Anything my peers can go dumb wit

Or flow intellectual...fuck all the dumb shit


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