Random Thoughts

Said this to my mama
Said I never was gon gonna
Be that willing to give honor
That I at least would never bother
But the thing is that the powder
That if lit would create a shower
Of a stinky, potent aura
Is gon sink into my power
The dream of million dollars
Seemed to be a bigger problem
Cause the more you're dreamin or somethin
Is like you're thinkin for nothin
Get the damn heat in the oven
The man's the one talkin
Right now at the moment
And About to be explosive

And I get to be the best or the
Best the rest will rest in peace
Test with test and yes I'll be
Finess, I guess not less indeed
Excess Success was pressed up in my chest
Too blessed to dress the stress, man I confess
I'm the next to smash and splash just like you crashed
A plexi glass with hammer on your hands
I need the crowd to reach a clout
Hear my sound, surroundin ears in and out
The pain and drought must be atleast disposed
No feed to mouth is like I beat a spouse
The greed is down to drown and eat me now
The feet on ground but wow I'm sittin clouds
A bliss around my trip, making me smile
A tip of sip would let me drip saliva
Let us begin the session lemme look for a lighter
Im beginning to be given the height of goliath
Really really hippie, lemme lemme be a triad
Eenie menie menie, all amenities are piled up
On the couch with a rope, about to be tied up
Boodle fight, but solo flight like there's no co pilot
Blowin o's, oreos, too much sugar, eyes popped
Who will go to their homes, too too early? Aysa!
God am I trippin or organizin shit like entrepreneurs
With the feeling you're makin everybody pass the beef like herbivores
Cause I am the opposite of a sloppy kid
The talk is rich in arguements
And I gotta go
Beat the opps with the rough
Shitty bars, spit it hard, best regards to the fallen ones and that is why I

Said this to my mama
Said I never was gon gonna
Be that willing to give honor
That I atleast would never bother
But the thing is that the powder
That if lit would create a shower
Of a stinky, potent aura
Is gon sink into my power
The dream of million dollars
Seemed to be a bigger problem
Cause the more you're dreamin or somethin
Is like you're thinkin for nothin
Get the damn heat in the oven
The man's the one talkin
Right now at the moment
And About to be explosive

Rap gave me benefits
Met a lot of people that I first saw on internet
Made me feel like i am intelligent
Don't know why but motherfuckers keep tellin shit
Seeing pom poms when they cheerin me hella big
For the long run I just might be hella rich
And for some time I just might get me a chick
I'm a fun guy, somebody you can giggle with
This better be the bread and butter
If so get the pinata
Then take a sip of the penada
Right after the other
Take a sit there by the gutter
No more papers but we gotta
Go smoke later so we holler
To do cater us a ganja
Popo's in here tryna rob us
Goin lowkey and then they come up
So lowkey we ain't even notice
Two or three piece of a hostage

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God am I trippin or organizin shit like entrepreneurs
With the feeling you're makin everybody pass the beef like herbivores
Cause I am the opposite of a sloppy kid
The talk is rich in arguements
And I gotta go
Beat the opps with the rough
Shitty bars, spit it hard, best regards to the fallen ones and that is why I

Said this to my mama
Said I never was gon gonna
Be that willing to give honor
That I atleast would never bother
But the thing is that the powder
That if lit would create a shower
Of a stinky, potent aura
Is gon sink into my power
The dream of million dollars
Seemed to be a bigger problem
Cause the more you're dreamin or somethin
Is like you're thinkin for nothin
Get the damn heat in the oven
The man's the one talkin
Right now at the moment
And About to be explosive