

Prompt / Lyrics
Yooo what the fuck is up, it’s Zeke back on this shit. I’m ready to speak some facts, while you making no money and making people laugh. You a bum bitch cant compete with the game of making bread and being lame. I will always be better than you, that’s a fact, you’re a shame and people look at you knowing you’re the one to blame. Imma sit here smoke the gas and get high in the sky, thinking what the fuck imma do to get out of this fucked up mind. I’m just a young homie trying to make it out of this fucked up world alive. I make myself confused when none of my shit rhymes. But I still rap this shit bar by bar and talk about my crazy life. But imma switch it up and talk about the lies. That the world has bought us in the world all mentally fucked up making us thing everything gonna be okay. But it’s all really not. No friends stay with me but that’s okay. Imma chase the bag and run. What am I gonna do sit here and sob. No imma get the fuck up and hit the jackpot. While you sit there making your life hard. I was once told by a wise man if you want something go and get it. I chose money, a wife, and a life were not the same big bro. So before you say anything about my life style make sure you check yours. You are bitch made. I was raised a king always chasing money and getting laid. Fuck this rap Zeke out.
Tags
rap, hip hop, trap
4:00
No
7/4/2025