Idiot<s> short

Some people don’t believe me

I rip weak words and bars to pieces

I been at this shit since I was young

Been the best, link up and I can teach it….

What?

It’s impossible for me, not to speak the truth,

I don’t make the rules, I just make em bleed,

Can’t get rid of me, I don’t ridicule,

I dropped outta school, found a better lease-

On life,

And my pockets right,

I killed everything beating, lyrics heat seeking,

I even tried to homocide the poltegheist,

I balled my fist then threw the punch he ducked and got the fuck-up outta dodge,

Apologies were needed,

I was too conceited,

I wrote a text so I know he sees it,

I’m seizing up and seasoning the stuffing,

you freezing up and hesitate for nothing,

You bluffing nighas,

Lucky nighas,

Got me huffing and a puffing til I got me enough to blow the whole damn truck full of stuff back into the slums where they from,

The opposite of opposition is,

A single mother walking with her kids,

But-still you nighas doing anything,

Hittas, shooters, steppas, and whatever

How your aim ain’t getting any better?

I should write stupid on your sweater,

Now they sayin-“man you really clever!”

I guess that birds that flock all stay together….