[Chorus]

Everythin' I write is like an essay (Like an essay)

Intro, body, and the outro segue

I don't give a fuck a' what your ex say (What your ex say)

It's two sides to the whole shit like a cassette tapes

She don't carry nothin' but some dead weight (But some dead weight)

Bring it to your door I can ship it to you next day

I can see through you like a x-ray (Like a x-ray)

If you want smoke we can take a cigarette break

[Verse 1]

You are not a shooter I ain't jumpin' at your head fake, bitch

Look at my belt, it's a dead snake (Snake)

I don't save hoes, I don't gotta red cape

Make a bed break, leave her walkin' like it's leg day

Renegade, this ain’t Em and Jay

Never been afraid, let me demonstrate

I confront the problem, it went away

Put one on your jaw like it's MMA

You would sign a deal for like 10K

And tell the internet that you gettin' paid

Layin' low in the cut like a sensei

I feel like I'm MJ in the 10th grade

How you got the gold playin' JV?

I'll go hit the road like it's game three

Book a show, hit a hundred C notes like who said "The boy can't sing", huh?

[Chorus]

Everythin' I write is like an essay (Like an essay)

Intro, body, and the outro segue

I don't give a fuck a' what your ex say (What your ex say)

It's two sides to the whole shit like a cassette tapes

She don't carry nothin' but some dead weight (But some dead weight)

Bring it to your door I can ship it to you next day

I can see through you like a x-ray (Like a x-ray)

If you want smoke we can take a cigarette break

[Verse 2]

Keep it cool like pies in the window

Numbed out like ten toes off a benzo

I been dope, this is what I do to instrumentals

Other rappers set the bar low, I don't limbo, ooh

Don't talk to me we ain't kin folk

You was tryna hit me for the info

See my brother AD got the sticks and the 6'4"

You thought I was talkin' 'bout Nintendo

Acrobatic with the flip phone

I move fast with the tempo (Hmm)

Old boy ill like Kim Jong

Shooter leave a hand up like Jim Jones (Ballin')

I gotta follow through, locked in doin' what I gotta do

Big bands like Bonnaroo (Big bands)

G show 'em how to go and get the alley-oop

[Chorus]

Everythin' I write is like an essay (Like an essay)

Intro, body, and the outro segue

I don't give a fuck a' what your ex say (What your ex say)

It's two sides to the whole shit like a cassette tapes

She don't carry nothin' but some dead weight (But some dead weight)

Bring it to your door I can ship it to you next day

I can see through you like a x-ray (Like a x-ray)

If you want smoke we can take a cigarette break