Problem?

[verse]
I hit the glass ceiling so many times that my roof bloody
Throwing tiles at the kids that was saying I look funny
Actin like coops dummy I tell em to crack a smile &
Stomp your teeth into the dirt til your gums and my shoes muddy
They say karma is a bitch but at least she gon call back
Keep giving these clowns headroom no wonder it’s all cap
Ay maybe I ain’t shit, but maybe I’m all that
You could stay and find out but they yelling out fall back
Fuck that shit up
Don’t get blood on my shirt, this shit cost $30
Suits try press but ain’t fooling shit with them dirty collars
White and nerdy but girlies be dropping flirty offers
Heard I got that donkey they wanting them Eddie Murphy problems
Strangle hold on the game I strike a chord
Make em swallow they pride, keep squeezing til they got no voice
I’ma sound off til the rest making no noise
Sonnin rappers just to kill em off later I’m pro choice
So wrap it up for I drop the sonics and send in the knuckles
I’m running rings round your circle you see my shadow it’s trouble
Too many miles between us I turn the venue to rubble
So tell me who got the problem?

[verse 2]

I’ma get rich enough to have someone sort my fruit loops into
Seperate colours

Steak medium rare, bars raw, my life well done
Drip got her in a puddle like bitch your welcome
Make a milli off these beats if I ever sell one
Bully to these lil simps haha I’m Nelson
Hawaiin shirt and a 7/11 slurpee working 24/7
To skip on the 9-5, I’m alive I’m alive
Game sleeping the whole drive, Hurt your pride?
Nah It’s cool I’ll wake you when we arrive

I’m tip toeing to top tier in the moonlight
Throwing actual rappers in a food fight
Told me she was single now you gotta get a new wife
My bad homie probably have her back in a few nights
See I’m the type to shoot first then ask the dead bodies a question
I’m the guy the super villains hire for protection
Charles in charge sending the principle to detention
Never stuck i could out manoeuvre my own reflection

More chill then a bean bag in a freeze lab
Got not time for all them drugs though, go to rehab
I could out pace Muhammid Ali on a speed bag
Saying i’m it, guess i’ve been tagged
Yeah the chase on, better lace up when i speed past
I’m sayin yeah look at me now