Tha mADness

When I was a kid We were told if we sag We're a fag Well we liked hip hop With pants that bag Them high price tags And I was born 11/24 Now u see why I'm mad Grew up with sex all around I was jacking it To Maxim mags Jizz was written on the stars Splashed on the ads Like Stiller in Mary They call me ant But my feelers are scary Cuz they carry The weight of a mercenary Like Deadpool I couldn't wait to meet her man I've been rocking them Gloves again like Mike Cuz even Peters pan But I've been in them Bleachers damn I mean my idols Dressed up like women All 3 of them Rodman, Al, Em Til the day we meet again They hear me like Gilbert done grew some grapes What the fucks been eating him Depending on what I'm wearing It could be a freaky friend Like how the f*ck can we even Put this thru a speaker Well cuz I grew up being called Antoinita Like I was a split Personality Hid away in a vox And that was after I was found Behind the shed with some cocks Kinda like Jamie Foxx When he had them red lips And was ready to box No holes in this story I don't even own A pair of crock's Watching vintage porn Of CAGNEY and lacey But In second grade me Was crazy about a little blonde That looked like Stacey But instead I grew up Wanting to give head And dress Racy But I never called myself Gay see By the time I'm done with this They'll either Wanna whoop my ass Or never face me All of this makes me angry But I have to embrace it I've lived with it so long Since I was close enuff to taste it It became a rush I had to chase it Something in me wanted to be used So every time I lose a love I go "back to the basics" Of my basement Which was craigslist At the time While I was such a fuckin grinder So now maybe this app is a sign?? Trying times While Tryna write rhymes And be a lion lying Creating a shrine Tryna keep a relationship But when she's not around I can feel it in my spine I wanna dress up And be on my knees And get face fucked Til I'm crying Well she ain't got a dick So how else I'ma find Something To touch my behind Then the one chick I let I got so scared I damn near lost my mind At the idea of us breaking up And somebody might find That I've been 29 this whole time Which is still eleven And an H Soon as you add a line Came outta that dream And had to wine To everybody so they'd Understand why I am The way I am It wasnt fresh out the gate for The ones who don't understand All hate Cuz they ain't never had Something ram their prostate So hard they gotta call Allstate Just to make sure it never gets Back to their mate What a fuckin plate But I say if something ends up Inside you then baby That's called fate So i guess that's why It's not as hard now When a risk we gotta take Especially knowing the origin Of no brakes Or all these underlying traits Or how many times They've held a vigil or wake While the Seether chain Never gets broken For Amy's sake And nothing gets real Til Jason steps up out the lake Cuz now I'm scared to Death of all these Good vibrations Like Marky Mark Mixed with Rob Bass Varmints taken our place Hiding our case Cuz they thought all this Soft shit would really win the race But these garments Across my waist Got me feeling Like im outta space And sexy as f*ck Which leads me to wonder Why is all the shit Made for guys Rough enough to make Us chafe I mean for real Soon as my body feels it I knew something was wrong Got me wishing Vicky Would let her secret out Like my dick in a thong It was middle school I was mad I'm sorry I wrote those songs Get pissed we hit gongs Years later u played the game We watched snakes on a plane And I got my anger bang For the shit that went Down with Kayne I got deeper fucking pain Than any kind of therapist Could contain enuff to explain To any of you people Without an exclaim But hell it's easy right For the ones who don't like me Just call me a lame And move on with ya life Cuz I still gotta run these trains Of thought through my brain For years now I've been chasing bars Embracing stars And starting to see how hard this all Can be for ones who sit Around like bumps on a log Knowing when I was a kid I'd stick my head out the window Like a dog Roger driving the car Grade school was hard I was so happy But didn't hear alotta nice words A skinny white nerd And seeing my mom Without a tops Just the tit of the iceberg To start the jacking like Titanic And only had an article To see my dad Rob or the mechanic H you're not just pushing buttons You're hitting the panic One connected to the planet Nobody can stand it There's a statue of limitations That you've all done Taken for granite Putting your balls in a hammock And actin lamba lamb is Not why we have it This shit is magic Witches why I gotta go full flame Fantastic Cuz for you to fan it's Gonna Fill me with maggots There's too much baggage And you've been a rapper Built up on bragging But I'm not just a rapper I'm a rap person And this shit ain't a pageant I've been wearing a crown Since I slipped on this hat trick And ain't no safety My guns got a fat clip When she wants her back flipped I'm sure Brad tripped When he saw me on tik Tok Like damn he's a sad kid Maybe we shouldn't have Ripped on him bout That dog mounting his back shit But then again You finally get to call me A little bitch Cuz I've never been a poker My step dad Heath was a real joker Now I have to go to Court over this pole smoker Coker who wanted to name Her kid OJ's dead white chick Mixed with a gold digging Coke whore Trix really are for kids Ain't that some shit Since I was little I've had an animal magnetism I can't fight or restrict And learning about the matrix Is sick I really gotta admit And since then you never see me stray Always a new gem on the way Like how I read being a ped Is embedded in Jewish DNA Sorry I had a dick in my ass What'd he say About not being gay But loving lingerie No Ts but a cute A From an angle is what they say On that app where they play Then go...ghost like jars of clay Dog is he ok? Or is really his dead dog From back in the day? How much does he weigh? 145 Yeah kinda Like a 9 in the face He's a simple kinda man But still effective in the way Hes willing to break his own heart And put his own faults on display In hopes he can even reverse decay Sasha fierce from watching clips of grey Like damn I wanna be done that way Make me gag til there's nothing to say Except the truths hard to swallow So put some paper towels down Cuz it's bound to spray Like an after school PSA Me and K Watching Tera Patrick And Jenna J He was never my Enemay Didn't want him to enter me So why was I the one Still getting played So sick of the charade Or the plans for that goddamn parade Or all the folks who Raided my house But wouldnt say What the f*ck really went down When I went to GA And I didn't touch Michelle either If anything I showed Kevin The girl wasn't a keeper Bitch I've been a sleeper cell This whole time Where my rhymes are the only Thing hip to it like a beeper And me I'm just a meeper With burning buns son While this dick is getting deeper Pain slowly becomes pleasure When it comes to the keister And apparently this case been in a basket Since 22 Easter 2 is 20 and he leaped here Now it's a fuckin leap year And he has to get specific If he wants it all to be clear Done told 'em he sucks toes For those without feet fear He exceeds gears Switching so fast As soon as he meets tears And cries alone by himself Like he needs to be reared Y'all dared him to care Now that's all he does here And now nobody cares about him And shit needs to be steered In a different direction Yeah I hold my erection More than most That's no question But plotting on killing someone Is a way worse progression Especially if they thought It was all to teach me a lesson Which is what? Use protection?? I'm sorry are you confused About my connections When I say we've done All this shit before And I give u a Million proofs On top of my professions That I'm learning These bitches been tryna kill me since Wh