Im f*ckin interstellar
Sad in any weather
Dont know whether or not im getting better
Only 16 but im stacking up the cheddar
Dont know which way to go but rap is my only home
Trap or sad
Lyrics good or bad
Wanna stay true to me with motherf*ckers shootin me
Producers shooin me
So ill do it on my own
16 goin slow
But my name will be known
Flyin through the clouds
Ima demon hell bound
Two plus four equals six black whores
All in my store
And my dick is the shop
Goin full hard yuh break them then I stop
I could have 50 girls that look like Nicki
And without no debate Im destined to be great
Over come any hardship in my way
Meaning every lyric never going fake
Pussy rappers claim theyre as hard as medium steak
Ill laugh in their face theyre wearing fake chains
I havent showered in I think three weeks
Im layin in my sheets writing to a beat
So I can beat any rapper
One of the greats theyll be like I wanna be that rapper
Sincere yeah I am that rapper