Looking back at the shit the toddler in me wrote
All I wanted was someone to toss me a fucking rope
But now that I got hope and now that I am dope
Look at me, I'm happier than that fucking damn pope
I'm running out of topics to rap about
Even though this fucking song is nearly bearly out
There's a drought in my mind
Running through this rap game like I'm legally blind
I'm the kid with the 9
Gonna blow out my mind
Nigga say hi and maybe fucking buy me some time
But again I'm a kid that can rhyme
I'm sounding kinda arrogant
So these faggots are sending me to a therapist
These lyrics are fucking poisonous
No, I don't do cannabis
Read my fucking syllabus
Just be fucking limitess
Rap with fucking vividness
Damn, I'm fucking villainous
Everyone hates me with a goddamn passion
Probably because I like a different fashion
Pass the fucking lotion
666 is the quotient
Now go ahead and start a fucking commotion
Faggots

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