[Intro]

You know what the most dangerous thing in America is right?

A nigga with a library card

[Verse 1]

Music business evil, got a nigga feeling stressed out

Stretched out rapping cause I wanna put my best out

Say it with my chest out, feel like Morris Chestnut

Bless up, peeping all the moves 'cause we next up

Why you playing checkers, my nigga, I'm playing chess though

Bars stinging harder than niggas who got that strep throat

Bitches hit my phone they dogging me like it's PetCo

Come and fuck with us, we better than all the rest though

Coming at ya neck ho, protect it like it's Wu-Tang

Who sang? The fat lady: I'm smoking niggas like butane

Hussein bombin' on the beat

Spitting heat

If a nigga fuck with me

Put him 10 feet deep

Look how I eat these beats

Fuck a sly diss tweet

If you coming at the king

Bitch you bet not miss

Omar Little with the shits, cause I fucking love The Wire

I'm like Kanye West cause I spit it through the wire nigga

[Verse 2]

Stunting on they ass bitch, look at how we doing you

We fucking clique, and these other niggas juvenile

Black, male, 26, suspect usual

Dumb it down for these white kids so it's suitable

Make it consumable, package it: movable

Profit off of black skin, pain, and their funerals

Why they so delusional, racism provable

Middle finger to the ops, till they see my cuticle

I start a fucking riot cause that shit looking beautiful

System locking niggas it be unconstitutional

Non-institutional, ingrained in our backbone

Working for myself, every dollar made is black owned

Raised in a black home; step-daddy did crack

Sold drugs, gang bang, everything, he did that

Don't get your shit wacked: ABM the blueprint

Stepping on the underground, leave a fucking shoe print