Just got up off that toilet seat where most rappers lyric ought ta be;

I wanted peace so I turned my phone off cause money keep on calling me

These MILFS be asking for my number, you get broke then I guess you better hit a lick;

My girl is independent like me but she told me that is her dick

I don't blame her one bit, I'm old school I'm Slick Rick;

Knocking these tracks out left and right, I swear I just made another hit

Dark skinned niggas went out of style but I dare anyone to test me;

Whatever I write is Frosted Flakes, its GrRreat the way it ought to be

Go to sleep with my finger on the trigga, I only hear what I wanna hear;

Don't touch but I know y'all feel me, zoom by you as I shift into sixth gear

Fuck what you be talkin' bout, you only live one I'm cool with that;

Swear i done had nine lives, you can just call me a cool cat

Bitch come showing me a price tag, I got racks on racks on racks!

You know im showing up at the white party, I got black on black on black

She want me to lay that pipe for her, you can just call me Lowe's;

And throw that pussy at me she gone shake it like a red nose

Peanut butter jelly with baseball bat, hit it from the back in a baseball hat;

Knock that shit clean out the park, somebody bring my baseball back

I really don't know if you have seen her, her backs swings just like Serena;

Before I even break a sweat that thing so wet have me on the phone talking with FEMA

Some of yall niggas is washed up, some of yall niggas just wanna hate;

I swear niggas better watch how and what you so say, I'll leave you out to dry no fabricate

I'm so hot I take my clothes off, when I'm out imma make it rain;

Just as sure I go by Kendrick, im pretty sure that is my fucking name

I don't have a rap no name, go by what my mother gave me;

I don't just be going in, I going insane, I'm going crazy

Whites girls y'all ain't back, y'all be liking that rap shit;

Black guys don't discriminate I promise they just wanna hit

Don't be sleeping on me because imma keep on writing these scriptures;

Capture who you thought I was I turn it into motion picture

Imma keep on busting my ass until my young ass see a milli;

I done had so many death threats, still waitin' on someone to kill me

Get at me...