Homecoming King

Nigga I wasn't on the ballet for all 4 years, in my high school career When in reality I swear I'm looking better than all of my peers Nah I'm playing But f*ck a homecoming king I wanna be king of the green Not the green that these niggas slanging to fiends But the ones I get when ends meet And come together Ooh, that bar just dropped on yo head like the crown I would like that back now Y'all better back down, I'm real vicious This shii harder to come across than in person visits, at the prison, with a killer On the 574, I'm the best in this bitch Say it with my chest in this bitch Let me talk my shii The teeth stay clean I swear I need, a crest sponsorship F*ck you talkin bout A young brother dripping with the sauces now Bring the L's out for yo losses now Take you on a mental adventure Mary poppins now In my city best believe I'm popping out Like loose bras on broads that saw a nigga grow and mature But f*ck them all cause they wasn't even sure Until they seen me get this paper And make my nouns do the verbs Now she using pronouns And I'm like where were, you when I was down bad I done got it out the mud F*ck a gang shii I put that on my blood, that I can turn you crip If you throwing the ones So don't be no bitch, put down the guns and use them fists Saying ain't no one on ones No wonder them niggas ran yo bitch Homecoming I'm king I hope in my city when I return it's celebratory, for me Round over ding ding ding I'm done cooking up, this culinary, schooling nigga I school you niggas Ironic cause with these lyrics I'm teaching better than my teachers did it I can't wait to put on for my city and be like nobody else did this Besides a few others in my circle They holding back a virgil But to be honest I'm more of an Urkel I go Steph-on, just to step on, these bitches, I walk upon, the pond and you become son I'm getting off topic now Rap shii, f*ck a school bitch Put the pen to paper to get this paper Just to splursh the shii Ahh Wait nah that's it I just wanna do this till I see my MF DOOM, R.I.P I be on my J.I.D, but everybody be like IDK heem Cause they don't know me But this a baby scale, I'm raining hell to all yo favorite rappers, and shii I might be a midget to you Cole But I spit it, for more than just numbers Like I said I'm a do this shii until my final slumber Feed you bars this yo final supper I'm feeling super, duper, upper, upper-cut This just a warning, if you running up You running out of luck, like f*ck How many bars can come out of this brain How many times y'all gone speak of my name in vane Showing disrespect with every breath, like dang, mane I feel the hate in every vein, of my body I swear by now the fat lady should've sang... F*ck it I came, into this rap game, without a cent to my name I stack my paper and I'm still struggling with mental strain I try my best to hold it all in I been going through some things As much as I wanna live nowadays I still wanna just end my pain in this day and age I don't do drugs Cause to be honest the numbness is a different form of pain And why do that when all my feelings already stuck on oh well Oh well, f*ck them all if they wish for me to fall, when I prevail I done came from out the dirt Straight up out the soil I done grew into a man, that sees everybody got limitations till they disloyal All these double entendres Slick off the tongue like oil Don't put no flame to my shii It's already fire I defy, the muhfuckas that try to define The energy in between my lines So I'm gone say it one more time Look me in my eyes What's yours is mines, what's mines is yours We all one kind