Too Deep For The Intro

Yeah Hey Yeah Partially functional, half of me is comfortable The other half is close to the cliff, like Mrs. Huxtable These boys got them holsters and clips they pack like Lunchables Like white boys in grade school, while we ate school-made food Just eyein' they shit, wish I was tryin' they shit Knowin' when mama hit the store, she wasn't buyin' that shit No, I ain't cryin' a bit, man, that's just life, that's how that shit work You reach your hand in fire, you pull it back when you get burnt Gotta learn when you get hurt, even if it's with Cupid He beat you and you went back, you's officially stupid Oh yeah, I understand, that's your man, you had a plan You been together for some years, you stickin' with him for the kids So you overlook the tears, but we both know that's a bad look 'Cause twenty years from now, your daughter'll probably get her ass whooped Look, if this too deep for the intro, I'll find another use But just in case it's perfect, let me introduce, Cole Time to save the world Where in the world is all the time? So many things I still don't know (uh-uh, hey) So many times I've changed my mind Guess I was born to make mistakes But I ain't scared to take the weight So when I stumble off the path (yeah) I know my heart will guide me back (yeah) Man, is this too deep for the intro? If so, I'll find another use But just in case it's perfect, let me introduce It's Cole, I had a dream and so I made a move A ill ass nigga who just so happened to stay in school Still rap for hustlers and motherfuckers that hated school Said, "That's for busters," then heard my shit and I made it cool It's safe to say that I'm gifted as if I'm Christmas shoppin' I got gangsta niggas linin' up in admissions office Ayy, possibly 'cause all the hoes a nigga scraped A lot of shit up on my plate, so you know a nigga late To my first class, I'd much rather sit up in first class Should I admit that a slutty bitch was my first smash? Wasn't experienced, so nah, I didn't wear it out Always thought my first time would be someone I cared about But bein' a virgin was somethin' to be embarrassed 'bout I used that ass for practice, so I wasn't scared out my mind You call it rhymes, I call it clearin' out my mind Was just a young boy starin' out my blinds 'Til I got free from my mama leash Runnin' loose through the streets like a stray dog in heat And we lookin' for some freaks, can you play? Pardon me What's your name? Don't mistake me for no lame, no, not me She knew I was on the team 'cause she seen how tall I be In the club dappin' niggas, eventually, R.I.P Damn, you win some, you lose some, that's just how it happens And if a nigga step up to you, then you gotta scrap 'em Your name is all you got, throwin' hands by the bathroom It's funny, I barely told nobody I started rappin' 'Cause see, some niggas was haters that I just viewed as clowns At fourteen, I knew I was the nicest dude around I gotta make a move, I gotta do this now If they don't know your dreams, then they can't shoot 'em down Ha, yeah, nigga, hell yeah I felt that one in my fuckin' soul, nigga Haha Ooh, hey I'm tryin' to decide Which way to go Think I made a wrong turn back there somewhere Ooh, hey I'm tryin' to decide Which way to go Think I made a wrong turn back there somewhere