The Boy

Verse 1:

Who's messing with the boy
You lose wrestling the boy
Move like i'm lightning. Zeus left it in the boy
Like a cliche rapper, oo yes it is your boy
Soul snatcher, what is left in dude's vessel is a void
Smart nigga, learn a new lesson with the boy
That's real power homie, do less and be destroyed
Positive energy that you pessimists avoid
But you must be negative if you sexing with the boy
Money, man, woman, how the real race goes
Boy stupid, cupid saying he can still save hoes
Pics have tits, then i bet I will taste those..
..but she Catfish, this is not her real face o
Y'all are prisoners of the matrix
Hard to think straight if you listening to that gay shit
Play this
Ladies love the boy if you won't
Who does it better? you saying you do? Boy if you don't

Verse 2:

I'm the chosen but they opposing
I'm so quick it's like they posing or they are frozen
They never gamble like they know when they getting no wins
Fuck the odds, i'm a tree in a desert growing. I'm glowing

Do you a favour shine bright for ya
Hello world, nigga coming through is quite bouyant
I raise hell, if I swim, ocean might boil
I get under a nigga skin till I strike oil
What a boom shakalaka
Any fella that raps, i'm the dude's proper papa
Take em to school, analysis proves I can top em
I'm like paralysis, all of your moves, I can stop em