Wallace - SUMMER PAIN Lyrics

You see the summer time pain, come again, once again
Whats a little bit of rain falling over on my name
And the hall of fame calling but I keep on walking
Got a lot of missed calls but I keep on talking
See the summer time pain, come again, once again
Whats a little bit of rain falling over on my name
And the hall of fame calling but I keep on walking
Got a lot of missed calls but I keep on talking
Man I feel it in my skinny jeans
Walk dark silly me
Talking like I'm Billy Jean
Fifty three, are you feeling me when I rip the verse
Coming down
Coming down, Coming down
I bring a team allegiance, a lyrical genius
I send my bread to Jesus
And pray that no one sees this
I mean Uncle Cletus
And you're just fit to beat us
It's easier if you just wanna follow me
I chronologically order rappers in the following fashion
I might make a evil statement, an Veronica clap them
I might make the day last me
Yeah, I might make the day last me
You see the summer time pain, come again, once again
Whats a little bit of rain falling over on my name
And the hall of fame calling but I keep on walking
Got a lot of missed calls but I keep on talking
See the summer time pain, come again, once again
Whats a little bit of rain falling over on my name
And the hall of fame calling but I keep on walking
Got a lot of missed calls but I keep on talking
I'm the animorph that came back, pass me the torch
I set fire to the moon, call it a back and forth
When I'm done rapping
I hope my message is spread across galaxies
Flip my ass into another dimension
But I'm sporadic, I'm rapping a half a addict
I'm stacking the bastard ass again
Asking to skip the class again
Bring it I need to see it, yup, pup
When I eat it I'm a beat it up, lunch
I'm a tell em that my lump sum
Need-a triple double some, tell them that I'm on one
Really bitch I'm off one
Do you need to look me up? Yup
F*ck around bitch you Dixie cup, suck
I ain't even done spitting, I'm a lyrical magician
Got me in the condition of ripping rappers submission
I got the acid tripping visions and these bitches been wishing
For young Wally's permission, I might do it and I kill but I
Stay rapping and these bitches stay capping
The fake drug dealer turned whole school trapping
Ain't no rapper gonna do it
So young Wally had to do it