All The Way Home

i walk like a ball player all the way home, all the way home, all the way home started off rappin, relaxin, on the roof of square jackson, that was 05, cuppa camomile tea sunny morning writing dope rhymes. emcee hypnotic and ye boy Chevy Limes, My alias was sick, Oblivious d wise. I was a bartender downtown, Dr. Phil chopped pills, rappin allowed downtown so everybody knew we had skills, to proud to take a manager, so I failed, thats mad real. truth be told I know my flow can be likened to Jays likened to Em's, but none are the same, we are like gems. Hip my hop out of bed Into the shower quick wash my balls n my head, roll up a sock stop, take it off,  Captain asshole instead, Loius White Boat Shoes,  i got the bread. Leave behind that big beaitiful body, everyday to run shit, Illuminaughty. No pearly whites , i polish off my braces. This stanless steel is famous. Competition never stops, so I pack my sleeves with Aces. Gambit, my flow is a flame, the beat cannot breathe when i fan it. I aint down to Earth at all, im on my own planet. You wouldnt like it its a meritocracy, your stuck on mediocrity. Stupid but you think your Socrates. Man, watch a documentary or somethin, re'enroll in elementary or somethin, do somthin, literally anything is ok just not nothin, and not ever rap, literally anything else, just not ever that. Caise fick holy crap, never seen a single man make a whole genre of music look bad. Not bad like evil, bad like not enjoyed when played  for people. They dont like like you, thats not good. They love me though, when your hommie see me he be like whats rreally good? I aint scared of a piece, my man behind me in a three piece, suit, get you deceased, for those that try? Muah! May you rest in peace