Cause I don’t get a fat Cheque I don’t need a bad chick Rom boom boom to the bam boom boom Camaraderie without any diary to the efficacy Do you fucking see? Crossed lanes to the fucking bad lanes, and I don’t give an Effin middle fingers up to this rad shit bombed game. Lame game same fame. Where aim is bane. Like I don’t give a shit like my motherfucking bitches down the alley like they tryna fuck the shit down out the pit like a doggie eat grits. My Picasso never recognized My Miro Art never realized. Cause my fame is paralyzed. Stimulate my mind I don’t mind. But I cannot get you off of my mind. Trying to leave it all behind. But this pain so sick of my time. #rap