Untouchable freestyle (Harijan)

Niggas do the money dance, need to a rain dance
Shoulda did a brain dance, dumb ass
Touching ur dick
And the devil’s butt with same hands
Still reading complex magazine? that’s great fam

Good 4 u, get a wife n golden retriever
Listen to beiber bumping out the beats pill speakers
Cut off my own head and then threw that bitch in the freezer
Cuz y’all niggas ain't shit and i would rather die, that’s right

I’m lying
Kinda
Never touched a vagina
C-section for instant erection protection
But keep testing, ain’t shit suppressed in my chest and
I don’t need lessons, or correction, i just need some rest

And i’m a be ok
Young man in a blue shirt approaching me on the block like "where yo people stay?"
U gotta be alert, put in some work
If head and shoulders doesn’t get it nigga put in some pert

The first nigga trying to assert that i ain't berserk
Is about to get sent to his bed without eating dessert
Y’all are all on punishment, no dvr for a week
I been hard, since slanging burnt CDRs on the street

A couple local niggas i’m cool with cuz they good people
But they can get murdered at any time cuz we’re not equal
We’re not people who should be rapping on tracks together
Word to jaden smith’s skirt made from black leather

Abuse brothers like movies by the hughes brothers
Blue eyed soul hit the doobie then confuse the colors
Talk shit and wind up drunk with a few of my cousins
We buzzing stumbling around putting food in the oven

Bagel bites and taquitos, it’s 4 in the morning
Arguing over johnnie cochran and judge ito
I insert my true intentions into two dimensions
And run away from my problems like orange juice simpson
You know?

I unleash damage all week, relax feast before famine
On speech writers for beats, like
It’s t-minus 28 days for the release
Over instrumentals like micah’s own personal menstrual cycle [WOOF]

In the booth, shout out to dylan roof
He played a part in exposing these american truths
Don’t say nothing disparaging about american troops
That’s the bullshit they teaching the youth

You really in love with a country that considers you a monkey?
And i ain’t even political y’all i’m just feeling spunky
It’s criminal for me to write prescriptions with the pen
I’m critical cuz that’s the condition we in, i’ll say it again

Y’all niggas ain’t shit, and i ain't either
I need a breather, living single just like kahdijah
Gay as fuck but i ain’t saying shit like latifah
Jumped into men just like j.d. from le tigre

Ain't nobody ready i’ll be dead before they ever is
Fuck the fame nigga just pretend that i had never lived
Why you got your arm extended for whatever heaven is?
Cuz u ain’t gone make it nigga, that’s just the way it is

Cuba gooding putting niggas in the bay of pigs
Wit a bag lays wearing a mask for days
Bill collectors calling my phone tryna ask for james
But i never met him, if i see him i’ll tell him