[Verse 1]
Put hands on a man, out 1 Oak
I hate when niggas don't dance on the dance floor
Apologies, because I always speak that peace shit
The urge to swing fists, is like my weakness
I never had a bully cause I shut them youngins up
So when they play me for a sucka, I'm forever gettin buck
Remember I was five and Shawn pressed me like a duck
He was probably ten so I punched him in the nuts
That was the end of that, they won't bend my back, I tend to snap
I need anger management, I get niggas slapped
Lived a different life and violence got me senses heightened
I b thinkin that they with it, turnin chicken when I try 'em
I need my own VIP section so I don't deal with dudes
Rich people beef, when they hate, they give dirty looks to you
Talk behind my back, that is little shit I can deal with
Rather than punchin' son, cause he mighta snuck in the killswitch
[Verse 2]
It's getting too costly, my offsprings
May even inherit this stress, carrying our genes
No true Religion, meditate like Buddha with him
Phone off to improve the vision, facebooks getting too addictive
Thinkin givin back to the world, and go do some good
Instead of bein' hopeless, I wanna show 'em we could
I'm really so introverted, I feel I'm misunderstood
Somewhat froze in my comfort zone, brought me back to the hood
When I need to explore the woods, and get a new perspective
I'm thankful I ain't super desparate, maybe too expressive
I put my whole heart on this wax, and no one new accepts it
While rappin' bout nothin, is something I can do in seconds
That on my mind, tryna keep my balls and my spine
Sprinkle bits of my corniness, I ain't just fallin in line
Follow my genius, you'll never find a similar song
Ain't no similar artists, Apple just got that shit wrong, I fkin swear
Magnanimity was written by Malcolm Smalls.
Malcolm Smalls released Magnanimity on Fri Sep 29 2017.