Yo

Lemme in

Lemme in the crib, fuck going on

Knocking on the door for so long I started rapping to it

Trap **** but I wasn't into making trapper music

Lemme in the crib where all the wisdom and the knowledge is

"Ok, but you ain't finna get in with a scholarship"

You gon have to bring out all your trauma and acknowledge it

(Yup, fuck)

You gon learn the answer never was in politics

And friends sound like friends but all these **** homonyms

That's a lot of "homo" don't you faggots stay anonymous

It's just a play on words so can we keep the faggots out of this

Told you from the jump I'm not politically correct

I just figured I should turn all my soliloquies to checks

To build a dynasty and pass it down to all the kin that's next

Can't allow my seed to ever be a puppet in the flesh

No I can't allow my seed

Can't allow my seed

Can't allow my seed

To be a puppet in the flesh

For a certain amount of time I will momentarily suspend who I believe in this area and what I believe in this area

And willfully accept the belief I want

I will pretend that I'm under hypnosis with myself

As hypnotist and subject

The old crib knocked down with all the trauma in it

Family function smoking papers with the Grabba in it

Me and cuzzie talking things we could potentially have

They deny us, we might have to go and rob a ****

Set him up, I might just get this bitch to line a ****

Like I said before, they'll do it for designer ****

Man all these folks disgust me

Don't you dare discuss me

Don't say I ain't warn you when I knock out all your front teeth

And take a **** lunch meat

Take a bitches roast beef

Don't even question, your isolation is validated

My first love was a scale that I bought and calibrated

And the weed of a strain that get **** Cali faded

I hate the eyes all around me, they all evaluating

Hate the eyes in the mirror, they always calculating

War is life, when it comes to violence I'm talented

I was young when I learned that I had to balance it

I turned my mind to a weapon, I gotta callus it

Barracuda just swimming around the halibut

Don't project on these people just cuz your daddy did

Talk to Ross cuz he probably tell you "Let's talk about it"

Reminisce to a time you was living raggedy