Had to make the lyrics that sticks Boom bap on brain since age of six Now I’m sitting cross legged burning incense sticks I liked the way them rappers walked around with fresh kicks My black friends used call me black and they wasn’t even playing tricks So where am I, who am I, who is I Is it really do or die Ring ring who is this Angels calling me like I’m up on some fancy list Feel the energy that flow straight thru my wrist I know I have to do better but every second of the day I feel like I just need some rest I’m not trying to be ungrateful I know that I’m blessed It’s just my ego really be putting me up to the test Face it just face it Your face you can’t replace it This is your skin get comfortable cause you cannot erase it Quit trying to be somebody else when you’re perfect just the way you are Shine like a star Blinding like headlights on car Taking a look at my brain it’s bizarre Strangest things you never seen before Read it off paper dawg I’m so slick legit Sick with the shit Paper clip I got my heath on check Im gone But I’ll be back in a sec These days booties be popping Iddie biddie tiddie bitch really be rocking Shocking i am not mocking Please do not come round here haunting Just like a game I come right back im spawned in Brawling Feeling so rich like I’s balling Push me off but still im not falling Im on the phone like this is my calling Just like the rivers I never be stalling Energy all in energy energy all in