aunt jemima

Syppin on syrup Codein my TT is aunt jemima I use to cop from the plug and now Im real close to the farmer I sold a script to the devil a week ago plus I made a deal with karma Look inside this sprite bottle and all you gon see is Lava Stare into my eyes you gon see yo dreams and desires I wear my heart on my sleeve I wear that bitch like it is armor Glizzy tucked under my sleeve I wear that bitch like its designer Its the Carter New millennial poet but live this life like a martyr Cherish all my lyrics I may not be here tommorow My shorty don't have no ig but she can still be a modell I really need to stop spending all my beat money on designer Mirukami panda in my room like Im designer Stare at my reflection and all I see is my momma Gaze at my reflection and all you see is my grandma Im forever grateful that my complexion is caramel Please forgive all them crackas we gon keep getting rich off the trauma Im thankful for my brothers the pain we share is not common Manifest all yo blessings they gon come in perfect timing I let my imagination control me like its a tyrant I let my imagination run free as if its a child I feel like the reincarnation of late king arthur I was selling bootleg dvd's to yo barber Now Im prescribing scripts of adderalls to your fathers Its the Carter And I probably sold a zip to your father And I probably hit a stain on your son