Internet Shooter

(Hey Arnold, come make-) You just be typin' hella gangster, you an internet shooter So I had to snatch your bitch 'cause she was diggin' the shooter You be saying rap cap from behind a computer But if I mutilate your face, that's a slimy maneuver? Man, I don't understand, all this talking they doing Say he wanna blow me down, come up on me and do it And I ain't capping when I speak, bitch, I'm really gon' shoot it You think I'm pussy 'cause I'm white, bro, you really are stupid Yeah, my brother saw life before he saw a diploma Started smokin' hella early 'cause we love the aroma Yeah, Puyallup where I'm from, but I've got love in Tacoma I've got a brother in the Bay, and I've got one in Daytona And I got suckers on my back, and they be hopin' I get shitbagged They want me in a box and, yeah, they hope I get a toe tag Can't let it happen, I gotta prove 'em wrong and prevail Always follow God, but oh my God, he put me through hell Stay levelheaded, I take it to the chin and proceed Bitch get me attached, say she love me, then she ghost me Never been no bitch to admit that I cry a lot Fuck bein' sad, put them tears up in a frying pot Rocking by my lonely, since '05 posted on the block Down for all my brothers thinking differently, you better not Can't even speak to God about the shit I done did A lot of fathers gettin' taken, we got kids raising kids It's an overlapping circle just like twisting a lid And if I pop this Wocky top then I'ma drop in the thizz I'm too faded to think, I been drifting from reality Pretend that I'm okay and then distract from actuality I'm faded, I'm dated, been goin' crazy I made it I don't stutter in my speech, best believe I'ma say it I been tryna be more open about the ways I been feeling I been shortenin' my circle and expanding my vision I just wanna be at peace, fuck the shooting and killing But if you ever want to test me, you ain't raising your children