ANCHORS

[Verse]
I’m awe inspiring, rad physics
I came too far to stop, I'mma shine I’mma Brad Pitt it
Stop listening to his lies, know he capping again
Stop listening to her lies, know she capping again
Keep your eyes on the prize, they trying to trap you again
You a rat chasing cheese and that trap gonna snap again
American, not really, I don’t mind claiming African
But none of my fam as I know, lived in that country
Most from the South, from the south, with the crunchy
Soul food, flavoring that I bring inside the booth
But now we northern folk, bacon egg and cheese in my tooth
They calling audibles and making plays right on the damn stoop
Hood trope, gotta do what you gotta do
Make a long rope and pull in what you gotta pull
Shorty bad but she got the worst attitude
Thank God for my anchors, they kept me steady in typhoons