Mossblerd

Genres keep us in our boxes Keep us from our commas Keep us niggas hopeless Keep us from our options Let a nigga springboard, let a god's wings burn If I can't play the Beacon, then I'mma bring the Mossblerd I been sleeping standing, transfiguration Pull up on these white folks Park Slope abandoned Used to hate my body They tried to kill my spirit I ain't air the club out, but my brother did it He did twelve in county Might as well be Quentin, bred in Hidden Valley I just seen his son out, mixing beats on Insta He don't know no better, he just getting fucked up by these Genres keep us in our boxes Keep us all from commas Keep us niggas hopeless Keep us from our options Let a nigga springboard, let a god's wings burn If I can't play the Beacon, I'mma bring the Mossblerd