Whatcha know abt me

This is Sting with my stinger F*ck you with my finger My path doesn't last that long So I'll do whatever You can never pass my song But you can do whatever Could never pass the blunt But we can shoot forever Hey, we in the world All everyone do is hate I feel like what I write down is fate Everyone wants to sit down and take But no one wants to really create Will I do Got my bars like Kung Fu Allergic to pussies Achoo I don't know where the hell they found you But now, I'm here for round two Left right Sidestep With a fucking super kick Don't think I'm used to it But I'm used to it Bullshit, I meant I remember when I said, the girls fucking out, to call the paramedics Like, what you know about it What you know about my life Yeah, what you know about it What you know about my life Yeah, what you know about Picking your dad off of the floor What you know about Seeing sisters crying at your door What you know about Hearing random bumps in the night What you know about Sitting down crying out of spite What you know about it Yeah, what you know about my life Yeah, what you know about it Yeah, what you know about my life I seen stuff that can make a grown man cry Done almost seen a grown man die Done seen a grown woman lie How can this be my fucking parents I don't wanna leave But should I fucking stay Maybe I should go and fucking run the f*ck away Like Madi said, take it day by fucking day I wanna tell my people go the other fucking way But okay, like, should I care though Like, why do I care, bro Like, why do I care, bro No one gave a f*ck when it fucking mattered Now I'm going crazy, Mad Hatter Grinding, doing shows, stacking chatter I need the fucking money, baby, I need it all I want how you are, baby, I want it all