Incense Sticks

My  Shit lit like incense sticks Young black man gon talk yo Shit Leave that stu with a with a broken wrist Walk with a limp cause my dick too big Still wear bapes like the old Pharrel Like Nasir it ain't hard tell Never take Ls on the M.I.C Only take Ls when I inhale Citrine rocking, nappy headed, never flopping Like it's ance, get shit popping. I'm a profit (Hol up) Getting profit, ain't no option, ain't no stopping Feel my pace like Kenny lofton BIGGIE, Nas and mix some Carti I'm the offspring make you hit the woah Emcee purging, every verse is like a furnace Hell is burning, murder serpents while I'm  on the go See we workin, people yearning Negus learning. Speak with purpose, Keep the secret service on their toes My  Shit lit like incense sticks Young black man gon talk yo Shit Leave that stu with a with a broken wrist Walk with a limp cause my dick too big Still wear bapes like the old Pharrel Like Nasir it ain't hard tell Never take Ls on the M.I.C Only take Ls when I inhale I'm not a rapper rapper, call me a rapper's rapper Ain't Nothing sweet I see no candy shopes and no colorful wrappers They wanna shmoke to my gift Honies gon twerk to my gift The kids gotta learn from my gift, what a predicament I'm not the one to preach on beats but I do it for my niece She's gonna hear my Mp3s and feel like a G. O. D I gotta make her believe and sow the seeds in hopes to reep She gonna hear me speak the press repeat and know it's me