Im still rocking on ketosis
While I visit Geonosis
My buddy Noah said he
Wanna suck up on some bitch's toeses
Getcha bitch drippin
Like the pussy on osmosis
Dr Chris come in clutch
With the fuckin diagnosis
I tell her straight
Who the people with the most is
I shake the shit a couple times
On the post piss
Piss poor rhymes is my prognosis
On you bitch suckas wipe ya fuckin noses
Why you acting with psychosis
Ain't y'all know who the coach is?
Shut up bitch and keep ya focus
Boy you playin with the grossness
Ya daddy shoulda used some fuckin Trojans
But he ain't so now I gotta show ya who the pros is
Tell ya what my goals is
Get rich, die, keep on fuckin yo bitch
Call that shit some fuckin necrosis
And you muthafuckas know this!
Man!
And i ain't fuckin with the rap game
I just keep it real,
I ain't in it for the fame
Craft my rhymes up in my brain
Then I pass on the chain
Lotta people focussed on they things
Worried bout the necklaces and rings
Thinkin that some gucci's
What defines you as a king
I ain't fuckin with the flexin
I ain't out here tryna get some sexin
I just wanna rap cause that's my mothafuckin blessin
Can't afford a shrink
So instead into the rhymes is where i sink
And when I sink I feel I'm free
I ain't got a crowd to please
Only one i gotta please is me
So I can make my shit with zero fear
Cause i let my homies listen
But I don't care if they hear
Take a tip from Mikey Jack
Focus on the man that's lookin in the mirror