This ain't nothing positive
This is an open letter to shout out anonymous
If you got a problem we can really get to solving it
I'ma bring the goons and we meet up with the goblins
Fire is the solution i guess we boutta riot
Cause they gone keep on saying that the anger is inside of him
Iou think I'm staying silent
Now a nigga drinking
And thinking about what's the point of this
Can't even go in a coffee shop and put an order in
We can't even hang out without them saying we loitering
Cause they gone say you looking suspicious, man who appointed them
We know that the bullshit is superficious
Get my people outta this situations the mission
I think about the path i could take to get to a prison
That bitch shorter than me walking to get some biscuits
Why the f*ck would i listen to you
Peep in a window when i want something new
Might get a brick if i want something new
Peep in the window when i want something new
Might break a window if i want something new
Is this what you wanted?
All the fire is streets raging, people in the cages man
Is this what you wanted?
(Of course it is)
I think the point of me being alive is this
To get, into my bag and give it back to the kids
If im not doing that, then why am i getting rich
Just collecting all this money that's gone when I'm in a ditch
From speeding down the road, out the window with the fist
Flipping off all the racist, this shit is hurting my wrist
But ima keep it flipping til my hands off the hinge
I'm not hear you educate you I'm here to call you a bitch
I'm here you cause your destruction
You not hearing me
I could tear you apart and put you together lyrically
Why old you, you owe me, anything thing
They keep putting a pen in it like one two three