May I, kick a little something for the g's and
blow a few minds as I breeze through, every single bar and if you niggas got a problem, get up off of my dick.
Not my fault your girlfriends always offering pics
Not my fault you have a habit of, talking your shit.
Just cause she like me doesn't mean that I be stalking your bitch
I spit fire, fresh to death that mean the coffin is LIT.
the flames on, lion with his mane on.
When I die, I hope I'm remembered like trayvon.
Or mike brown. Remember me a tight clown.
But knowing the police, the death report would change my lifestyle.
Troublemaker with a knack of causing havoc
Lack of self respect in an era that's really tragic
With influence from rappers with tendency psychopathic
Anyway, I'll introduce myself.

E.I., a certified horndog
Future, aspiring pornstar.
Getting dome, and driving a sports car
Wait, forget about the sports car.
Because my broke boy steez can attract jeeps
And AzV can roll the trees in the back seat.
That ain't my thing, but trust me when I get my own whip
I'll have my girls legs pumping like a track meet.
Haha• I guess you can call me an athlete.
no sleep, my eyes are glassy.
They tryna throw me off my game, but it's past me.
Never giving up baby call me rick astley
Working hella hard, homie show me where the cash be.
they try so hard just to harass me.
I try hard not to talk about the rap game.
but y'all are mad lame

My cultures poisoned, so I'm giving them the antidote
They step up to the god, I smash the ego like a cantaloupe
Sleeping on the god, I walk outside on my pajamas yo
Creeping on the god, I'll leave your body on manor rd.
im on the shore and I'm aiming at your banana boat
I'm thinking ships but my nigga why are your standards low
It don't matter tho but that's alright
All of my answers were correct and you like that's all right.
Like nigga yes, I'm a genius.
You calling shenanigans because the kid's mischievous.
assisted by forces then show me where the genie is.
Conjuring the poltergeist that's crawling out'cha TV, bitch.

They think I'm gonna fall off, that's why they giving me slack. Sex addict, scratch marks up on my neck and my back. If you really wanna kill me that bad. When I'm dead, make sure they bury me with Christie Mack up in the coffin.
"Yeah• it's hard for me to picture me dead. But hopefully when rigamortis hits, she's giving me head" it's a great time so rather than the organ being played. When I climax, I'd rather hear a symphony instead.

The young hooligan's cool again
Saying stupid shit and acting like a fuckin' fool again

infante, picante.
Monumental flow, the kid's a giant like aaaaandree

Vivid. You can see these dreams.
Interact with me when I'm on your TV screens
To all the people that replied to all my needy screams
You the REAL. MV. P.