[Hook: J.K. The Rapper]
I don't give a fuck is the code of a nigga
I be on my own that's why I ain't fucking witcha
Thinking is about us but its surely a bigger picture
Looking at these dummies saying money ain't the issue
Thinking that you safe but theirs other ways they can get you
Cops ain't shit, never trust an official
Fuck this country cause America is colder than an igloo
Fuck this country cause America is colder than an igloo
[Verse 1:J.K. The Rapper]
Mr officer Mr officer
I wanna put your ass in a coffin sir
American officials think they god like wassup
You call yourself a teacher but what the fuck do they teach us?
Nothing, fuck it
You keep talking bout that math shit, I know how to subtract and add
But I never pass it
Chemistry irrelevant that's why im skipping classes
Don't ask me about school, homie I don't give a shit
Until the day they start teaching shit that's legitimate
Say something about black pride and ill get into it
Sex ed teaching young kids on how to get intimate
How about you do the opposite teaching about ignorance
No
Cause you want us all to be ignorant
That's why we all die in life's' circle like a ceiling fan
People really think they know something about the government
When in reality we know nothing but fuck this shit
And fuck Obama cause he ain't running shit
Just because he black doesn't mean he right, you fucking dumb as shit
Hypocrite, Americas still racist, all races we all on the same shit
[Hook: J.K. The Rapper]
I don't give a fuck is the code of a nigga
I be on my own that's why I ain't fucking witcha
Thinking about us but its surely a bigger picture
Looking at these dummies saying money ain't the issue
Thinking that your safe but theirs other ways they can get you
Cops ain't shit, never trust an official
Fuck this country cause America is colder than an igloo
Fuck this country cause America is colder than an igloo
[Verse 2:J.K. The Rapper]
And I know I ain't no different than all of you niggas
But I feel like im the only one who sees the fucking issue
Everybody wanna stand out, doing all this other shit
I never dye my hair blonde cause I'm not a fucking bitch ( taylor gangg )
And no homie that's not a diss, I just don't understand it
Girl, your boyfriend a bitch and you claim him as a man
That don't make sense
Everybody tryna copy celebrities to fit in
But I don't need to get in, I chill outside in the breeze
And shout out to these young girls that be wearing weaves
I tell em to keep it natural, cause natural is beautiful
But they think im hating but I swear to god that's its the truth
Ask Lauryn hill
I wish there was no such thing as a record deal
Rappers would be they self and they records would be real
Fuck your bank account how about you rap on how you feel
Oh you got lots of gwala but what the hell you doing with it
Besides spending it on all these fucking stupid bitches
Bitches eating off your plate ain't even tryna wash the dishes
Niggas falling victim to these promiscuous women
[Hook: J.K. The Rapper]
I don't give a fuck is the code of a nigga
I be on my own that's why I ain't fucking witcha
Thinking about us but its surely a bigger picture
Looking at these dummies saying money ain't the issue
Thinking that your safe but theirs other ways they can get you
Cops ain't shit, never trust an official
Fuck this country cause America is colder than an igloo
Fuck this country cause America is colder than an igloo
Igloo was written by J.K. The Reaper.
J.K. The Reaper released Igloo on Tue Oct 11 2011.