Existential Enigma

For if knowledge is power, then God am I Clear the throat Riddle me this Who's this nigga He's an enigma, stuck to my insignia Not fraternizing like Sigmas Dickhead don't diss us, then be shocked like stun gun Then they come run like, ayo Let's discuss Look at the front that they try to put up They thinking I'm a dum-dum Sucka niggas, suck a nigga, when they see you on a come up But I see what's set for me, like where I come from Who you bang Who you claim VLTR gang Neva flame Came in the game to collect it in lump sum Takin' names, breakin' frames Stayin the same, but I had to crop some Niggas out the picture to be realer, kind of figured So-called soulmates would make me soulless like a ginger So if I couldn't make it with you, it's thanks though Because to be frank, bro, this the end like James Franco Two-step tango in the depths Blood cold Rango, Johnny Depp Blunts, bowls, and mangoes manage health What in the hell Hell, I'm fine with how it's going Finding my serenity, swallowing serotonin Sign my entity, pledging to peeps like a spokesman Alleyway rolling, phalanges three hoes deep like Like bowling F*ck it, I cut that Bowling