I got a checklist, I wreck this
Be rapping to this beat with freshness
Better than Fresh Prince, he dead wins
Can't talk to me, no catfish
You got a deathwish, I'm madish
You dissing me? That's sad psh
You mad, huh? Well, check this
See your name on my checklist
I can count to 8 while I dream up of being late to all my parties, never came
All the stories, they ain't the same
I cannot cultivate, activate
Magistrate, fly away, hide my name
Change the flow on my rap game, yeah
Got a fire behind your eyes, head filled with lies
No wonder you cry, no wonder you cry
Got a fire behind your eyes, head filled with lies
No wonder you cry, no wonder you cry
I tried to find a lost desire
I tried to find a little more time
No try to hide my deepest desires
The lie, I find, the fire behind your eyes
My mama always said
Life was like a box of chocolates
You never know what you're gonna get!
Those must be comfortable shoes