[Verse 1: DAEtrius]

And I feel like shooting me a couple niggas

Fire at some aspirations,bet y'all catch the jitters

Line em up,give em the fade, who got the clippers?

I prove my point then coach em up like Doc Rivers

A future rap prominent figure

Still I wonder will it end up ugly or be like Jigga

We never know until we see it

They say he ain't shit, they never know until I be it

I'll press on

Yesterday's conversation with my pop & moms

Told them I'll die about this rap shit, don't take me wrong

They laughed like......Who the hell gone take you right ?

U don't really mean it, u just talking nigga outta spit?

But they don't know my mind always playing tricks at night

And I ain't even no geto boy, Calm, collected, mellow boy

But if you push me, I still ain't pussy

I'm pastor Troy, that down south Georgia boy

Gotta be careful about these conscious raps I'm spitting

Because shit is vice or versa, Still a Clayton County nigga

I'm diving in my vices as my pen continues writing

Father forgive my swears, but I'll be lying if I ain't righteous

Gotta let em know

Cuz niggas a fuck u like a hoe, I seen it done to most

Doses of that hate diagnose, will leave u adios

For living grandiose, exposed on the daily post

I'm reading as I'm pouring bowls Milked over the Cheerios

Finesse these raps, to bring the message back

Shoot me with the rhymes, u lying nigga, we tired off that

Use to think you had to have a rap persona

Fascinated by rap videos with titties on em

Uncut, sneaking peaks 3 in the morning

Momma knocks, changes channel, school in the morning

I catch that bus, sit next to window

And a girl sporting some plats, I test her tempo

I liked em kinda fast when I was young

My Older cousin London showed me chicks he boned for fun

He said lil nigga listen this is what u gotta do

Fuck somebody in her crew, and watch em all come to you

Playa words, Apply to any situation

Keep beating beats, and watch the labels bring me all the bacon