City On The Map (Freestyle)

This will not be just the day after Tuesday
Or what leads to April fools day
This is lockdown your schools ay
Just do whatever the news say
My forte is lay down low and avoid the conflict
But mother fuckers just keeping doing dumb shit like stocking
Things that ain’t going out of stock and the options
Are limitless but little idiots just be obnoxious
Like wash hands let’s just pray up to the prophets
We really should get to talking bout all this brain washing
Pain is made awesome by your brain blossomed
Into strange crops they playing you lame Dawson
Pace he may pop in paste a plain knocking
We friends then I’m fucking miss potter like James problem
Is these silly kiddies are raised like lambs offered
Up in prime cuts and stuffed for man slaughter
Can’t be so connected my phone is melting my fucking soul
Notifications done made my heart oh so fucking cold
Am I still alive if I am no longer notified
Of every single thing that goes on inside of this fucking hive
Shuck and jived somehow felt more comfortable with other tribes
Took chances all for granted now I’m planted down and stuck inside
Yeah they cried wolf and joked the law was martial
Leave it to sheep to not retreat until their fleece is partial
You felt the wind just graze your skin and thought it such a marvel
I’m out here thinking has everyone lost their fucking marbles
Live show but the crowd is all on the widescreen
Hazmatting meet and greets we’ll see you on the live stream
These words are puppets that I dance across the stage like muppets
Before the budgets would plummet I wanted a deal but fuck it
Looked up to Rawkus and hated all the commercial ruckus
Got a bit older and jaded but I still fucking love it
The underrated underdog your friends have never heard of
A word pervert that takes the cursor into the further
And that’s just scratching on the surface
I add in all the morse codes and competition just disperses
A teen kid off the top he had the illest verses
Walked in the pac and had them rappers in the back get nervous
Now I’m approaching middle age
Wondering if I can keep my people all now entertained
I’m hoping I don’t fall off and get all out of shape
Cuz so many of my favorite rappers all went out that way
I’m trying to skip over the pine box
No thank you on the swine pox
Complain about the strain
But then they ride hop to the wine spot
My pops would tell us look son ya know that stupid kills
I cue up all the news and be like dad was right that’s stupid real
Stocks rising and falling people diving in coffins
Trying to find better options
I’m trying to get lost in a sunrise that I’m watching
Live streamed in a box and the whole worlds in a lock in
So let me go and get excessive cuz I’m trapped under this hand oppressive
My band perfected the running man for the fucking record
Not the dance I’m talking running from the man who gets it
And hangs it over us for freedom if we glam the guestlist
Ya bunch of monkeys play your music funky
You probably bound to go hungry without this extra bungee
Get to dancing your temper tantrums are super lovely
Emo rap’s a genre now I’d bet you fit in comfy mmmph
My track is vicious extra sacrilegious
Grab the misses my mission is to be mad malicious
The track I bent it an got a medal in rap olympics
My slack percentage is zero heroes look at me different
I’m rambling but what the fuck
Y’all ain’t got nowhere to be I know the what the fuck is what
I ain’t here for pandering or scrambling to suck some nuts
I’m trafficking a Pangolin who’s adamant on snuffing bugs
Cuz y’all are leaking like faucets speaking legions of gossip
For social media profits
I’m nauseous and on my all gone Pete tong shit
Just another episode of all our sweet unconscious
Lock it down