[Verse 1]
I write to entice
The villains of the mic's
The whack emcees who still riding on their trikes
Cook with some spice
Never lie when your right
It's the Cautionary tales of a middle class life
Broke the law, but I never got busted
Cause the cops would be flustered if they caught me slinging mustard
Better catch up
You don't want last place
The detention skipping, Cig flipping, incompetent disgrace
Late to every class
Early to dismissal
Missing all my work
Well at least I got a pencil
Test with a stencil
Teachers tryna be gentle
Got them following me
Like they foundling my genitals
[Verse 2]
Gave me some Vyvanse, but that shit kills creativity
Vividly imagining imagery to infinity
Definitely defying what you be rhyming
As the clock ticks away It's just a matter of timing
So check your watch, oh wait I jacked it
Sold it for a sandwich
To some dudes playing magic
I guess I'm an addict
A dick to the fake kids
Who fake shit
Well Good luck in your parents basement
Flow like I'm famous
Write and be spacious
Deal the cards, I'll play for entertainment
But when you go bankrupt
I better be blameless
You ain't got a clip
So stop with the fake shit
I'll banana split cha
Flip the words in the scripture
It's Enlightenment
Right when it hits cha