They call me FABREZZER I'm rapping bout stuff My momma gon whoop me that's why I dont cuss You know that I'm holy, I cant buy a Rolex, I cant even drive so I still ride the bus. I dont own a gun but I do own a wrench I I dont say the b word I called him a bench I'm rapping this song, I'm benting my ment I just get beat for no reason just like roddy I ball every season I'm a child of God until the day I fall and I'll never sell my soul to no demon I go to church every sunday with my black friend guess his name we was really hungry got some food back at the subway we stack up that cash just like a strawberry sundae I went to potomac I balled on the team call me j Cole cuz I want the cream u name it I got it the Louis Gucci ferigamo and the supreme just like Martin I just had a dream I pull on the block and LOADOUT the beam I hop on this beat and I flow like a stream dont let it stop cuz it's not what it seems the forces of air they up on feet I play the piano I stay on the beat I cant come back home my school called the phone and u got an a plus on the sheet I beat it I stash it I walk it I talk I rock it I block it I launch it I stop it and after this song ima go downstairs and then chop it I just get beat for no reason just like roddy I ball every season I'm a child of God until the day I fall and I'll never sell my soul to no demon