[Intro]

They say it was a crazy year

They just need me to wrap it up

Whole lotta lovin’ and a whole lotta hatin’

This is how it went down

I don’t know where the fuck to start

Y’all been waitin’ so I gotta make it

[Verse]

I never seen a year like this year, so many twists and turns

Winners and losers – we all lived and learned

So listen up, I’ma keep it a buck

This the Mad Skillz 2017 Wrap Up

Homie I watched Nicki drop Meek like he won’t even [?]

Saw a million women march through the DC streets

When guy got jumped out the Super Bowl that had me weak

And y’all was tripping over dude sprinklin’ salt on meat

Then they mixed the Oscars up, c’mon bro

To this day I still haven’t heard “Despacito”

Seem like soon as Trump got in

Beyonce broke the whole internet like “Bitch, here come the twins!”

And shout to Jordan Peele ‘cause he a beast

For real ‘cause Get Out was a modern day masterpiece

Had the whole world buzzin’

A slave movie disguised as a horror movie and nobody saw it comin’

Some of y’all should sit down, bitch be humble

Music had a little rap and had a whole lotta mumble

And North Korea tryna to leave us ruined

“Baby you all over the place! What is you doin’?!”

And Kendall Jenner, girl you funny, girl don’t test me

You can’t stop a protest with a can of Pepsi

And y’all showed the backpack kid a lot of love

And I still don’t know what a fidget spinner does

Lotta wild wild thoughts, gettin’ it in

And if all your friends are dead, you should get new friends

I feel bad for Rob Kardashian

He just woke up and old girl was gone in the wind

I’m like Rob here’s a tip, Blac Chyna just boonked you

And that’s a whole lotta gang shit

Found out Russia really had us hacked

And Putin, catch me outside, how ‘bout dat

And the song of the year, Cardi B had a heater

Insecure was a hit, shout to Molly and Issa

LaVar Ball, I like his style

He probably somewhere talkin’ shit to somebody right now

We got tired of seein’ dude in the news

But I still copped a pair, so don’t get it confused

I see you and I don’t speak, that means you lose

On top of that, I’m still waitin’ on my bloody shoes

And Khloe’s little baby bump finally showed up

And Tiffany Haddish, I respect the glow up

She killed the Girls Trip movie

Excuse me, do it look like I was left off Bad and Boujee?

And Lala and Melo couldn’t stay together

Floyd and McGregor got it on for the cheddar

I pray for everybody affected in Manchester

And Kevin Hart, boy you gotta do better

And ladies watch ya man ‘cause you might get played

Sza out here takin’ dudes for like three whole days

Then Kyrie dipped, Taylor came back Swift

And Lonzo Ball let me down like the solar eclipse

Racists runnin’ through Charlottesville

Y’all out here tryna turn Bitcoins to bills

And J Lo and A Rod fell in love

And we never found out what “covfefe” was

And Sean Spicer took a L

And then Trump started beefin’ with the NFL

Man, I’m with Kap I got you

Because you stood up bro and didn’t let them stop you

The other players, man I got to dock you

Y’all coulda did somethin’ special and y’all chose not to

Y’all want the facts? Y’all looked so wack

And usually I’m out here rootin’ for everybody Black

Maybe we’ll get there one day

But we couldn’t even stop watchin’ games on a Sunday

And then the storms came north and south

You got fires in the west tryna take Cali out

And shout Wonder Woman no doubt

‘Cause you gon’ have to be one just to get up out of R. Kelly’s house

Slaves in Libya, that hurt my soul

And if you ask me, yes we need gun control

I mean after Vegas?! C’mon son

And then the next day y’all go and buy more guns?!

And Harvey Weinstein out here wildin’

Touched like 45 women and they wouldn’t be silenced

Stop with the sexual violence!

45 though bro?! That’s like a Chris Brown album

This whole year was crazy

And I’m just shaking my head at dumbass Kevin Spacey

It don’t work that way

You don’t get to apologize and come out as gay

You better get a grip, don’t play

‘Cause yeen about to walk away from this like Keyser Soze

And Hov took a shot at Ye

Triple 4’s for the ball

They let you out, OJ?

Oh you trippin’ trippin’, you still a busta

Damn shame how y’all was out here draggin' Usher

Then Wendy fainted, man y’all was scared

I’m in LA, I heard her ass hit the ground over here (Was that me?)

Mase dissed Cam, went straight for his dome

And if you know Tyrese, please take his phone

Royal engagements, celeb breakups

They tryna take the net, y’all better wake up

Serena had a baby and took that jump

Eminem got in his bag and he came for Trump

And he the year’s biggest blunder

Everyday we wake up and just wait for him to do somethin’ dumber

Lookin’ at the sun, what nobody told him?

If he did have some shades, LiAngelo stole ‘em

And y’all bullied that kid, not funny

Then turn around and gave his ma that money

Let’s make this clear – I need mine

Y’all bully me for this damn song every year

Bye Bye Matt Lauer – it could’ve been worse

You could’ve been raining from power

And speaking of Power that’s my shit

It’s still lit, ayo good lookin’ out on the beef Fif

And Black Thought had the verse of the year

Shout Meek Mill, we know them folks ain’t fair

We had pink trap houses, mollies, percocets

They draggin’ old people off United jets (Leave him alone!)

Aye what them chicks like to say?

Aye girl, sometimes you just gotta throw the whole year away

So before I sign off

I send a rest in peace to everybody we lost

Hey you can wipe your slate clean

This is Mad Skillz, welcome to 2018

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