J.O.N.I.S.S.A.

Why did you give me a chance Who told you about my mixtape I guarantee you I'm not the person you think I am So let me breast-feed you my soul, but it won't be a cheap date I know your hunger for originality is real So here I am bearing all, cop a feel My flow is dead wrong like when a birth is still I don't fit the typical rap icon image, leave me off your reel This industry needs greatness, Ima fit the bill This ain't no spoken word nigga, my lips are sealed Why do I have cotton mouth when I know I can spit Why am I constipated when I know I'm the shit It's cause they throw oil at the blessed ones then pray that you slip But I managed to keep my balance I got 24 Seconds to show you that I am legit You know it's me behind these bars, but you don't know my government Just know my name is abbreviated and capital, but it doesn't stand for shit Rather the message behind the meaning is know who you are then stand for it J.O.N.I.S.S.A.