obey the rap master

I don’t know why people gotta act like a gangster I’m the rap master talk wrong bout me and next thing you know it’s gon be a disaster I hope them people learned a lesson it’s a bad impression you reach I teach back to the lesson boy get yo life together and stop going in the wrong direction I don’t think you can reach perfection no one want to be near you like you an infection I ain’t here to play games I’m here to make corrections I don’t play around I only make objections sometimes I wish your dad would man up and wear protection because your a level 200 threat at the store begging and begging by the end of the day you keep on reflecting but the way you act you ain’t checking and you cant last a day without being part of the gang this crime scene is written all over your name