Wasteman Freeverse

[Verse]

You ain't the one they believe in, you ain't Jesus
Pick apart my features
Each one clicking locks as I'm picking pockets with ease
I breeze through em
Eat, pray, sleep, worship my feet
No insinuations
Sleep on the gas, wake up a fetus
You're given a second chance, your memory all deleted
You better become believers
They telling me I'm the one but I never met Justin Bieber
Saying I got the cure for her Saturday morning fever
You give sedatives to the sleepers
You a waste
Grab a lower case h, take your place
Give me space you ain't getting near me
Been cooking in the basement, moving white pages, like it's weight
My shoulder blades looking like I gained wings
Little nigga still nothing you could tell me
Kill it on a skillet, from the room you could smell beef
All my mots are relevant I don't need to melt cheese
I see you like a fat nigga rocking LV, nigga it's deep
Never stutter this is the king's speech
Got your lady at my leisure spitting my 16s
Strictly English fuck till the evening, now she missed tea
Guess she l-o-s-? like she used to fuck with BrisB
Getting even harder to reach, I'm like a mixed ting
Keeping it 300 I'm Spartan with the 16s
Do not get me started, my confidence is Yao Ming
I be bicycle kicking niggas like it's Shaolin
Good Lord, where the fuck they find this nigga?
I don't know man, I don't really like this nigga
Is he even worth all of the hype, this nigga?
Spitting for the shorties or the guys, this nigga
Spitting like he's stunting on my life, this nigga
Better hide your kids and hide your wife, this nigga in town
And he's cleaning out the pipes, this nigga
That Guy, Barelyanyhook, Your Highness, nigga