Jimmy, would you please put on that one beat?
Damn Timmy, this some serious gourmet shit!
Huh, when the world end I'ma be with you
It doesn't matter if you hot or if you cool, nah
Niggas want you dead it's all connected, I'm a fool
Bitch you made of water you related to the pool
That I'm swimmin' in and gettin' tan
I'ma grin when I'm in the pan
And grilling damn my, skin like some cinnamon
Does that offend you?
Friends is some winners man, and I'm the man too
"Can I be a spider too?" I don't know can you?
This is just my clan, we gon' run it until we can't dude
Then the world it end
Be forgotten that's all you can do
Plan to, run up them bands
And buy some canned food
What you doing wit' yo' time?
Ain't doing shit you could you asking how to spit a rhyme
Get off yo' ass there ain't a class
I bet you wish you find a million dollars on the street
I bet the picture prime inside yo' head
I go to bed and stress at shit online
Ain't read the book my momma gave me
And I owe it to that lady, kill this shit and fix my mind
I'ma crack the cover, keep a grip up on the spine
I ain't read a book in like a year, maybe it's fine
When the world end I'ma be with you
When the world end 'least I read it through
