Roaches in the crib

Walk in the room, yeah you smell like a mess

Crib full of roaches, you ain’t cleaning, I guess

Worms in your dreads, got a whole ecosystem

Call it National Geographic, yeah we really gotta film ‘em

Forehead shining, yeah it’s giving Megamind

Big brain energy but you still behind

Talking all tough but you soft on the court

Brick after brick, man you building a fort

Can’t shoot a three, can’t make a lay

Every time you play, man it’s a bad day

Talking like you nice, but we all know the truth

You the only one clapping when you step in the booth

Tryna run the game but you lag like Wi-Fi

Pull up to the court, whole team asking “why?”

You dribble like you nervous, shot look broken

Whole crowd quiet every time you start shooting

Got no handles, got no range

Scoreboard looking like you never changed

You say you next, but we know that’s cap

Only thing you leading is a bad stat map

Yeah…

Daniel, just stay off the court bro 😭

Maybe try something else