Verse 1 [RiGGA]
As a lil nigga, I was scummy and wack
No hoes, no clothes, yo I was bummy and fat
Unfunny and that sums up the beginning of adolescence
Blessings in lessons if I lose then we runnin it back
I refuse to choose the life of thumpin them gats
But I’d break a bitch back as if I’m pacin on cracks
Preme’ lacing up tracks, that’s off-topic, or is it?
I’m just statin’ them facts, niggas hate that I live it
Any topic I kill it, not stoppin till finished
Tell it all, tell it all till they claim me the realist
Now feel this diary of a menace
Diarrhea linguist cuz I’m spittin that shit
On fire, higher when I’m piffin that spliff
You kissin that bitch? I been yoked her
Bolder, I’m a little bit older, my feelings is frozer
Cuz note the bitches used to be cold as Dakota
Know what, I’m bout my paper like a folder
M.O.B’s what I told her, on yo knees till I’m sober
And I ain't NEVA comin down
So you only comin up when I’m liftin ya gown
Pimpin ‘em round, bitches dont know what to do
Chorus:
Listen to the rhymes cuz I'm nice on the mic, like ice on a dike, the diamond studded type RiGGA flawless