Thank You
[Verse]

I'm feeling something within me
It sounds like a symphony
And I like it like a simile
You feeling me?
If not I got something for that ass
The weather man warning you about the forecast
Stay tuned into my broadcast
Something rash like a babys bottom
Spaz like a Tazmanian devil
Have you sipping from a baby bottle
In videos surrounded by 80 models
And they're all trying to be my baby momma
But, I ain't trying to hit it, I'm a gentleman
Sippin wine not Jack Daniels
Matter of fact I'll pass on that Don P
Sip water yet still get all the Gorgonzola
Hot like a sauna supernovas my persona
Stay away from the drama and marajuana
Sit back in my rocking chair and ponder upon the world
Self educations where it's at, fuck college!
I'm a troop and I got my merit badge on my suit
And souped up, Campbell's Chicken Noodle
Problem is this can ain't got no label yet
Heart full of gold despite the fact that I'm made of tin
I play to win and if I lose press "Play Again"
Waitin for a miracle and let that Dreidel spin
Yo you should see what he brews
In the lab Dr. Jekyll, in the streets you better hide like a Jew
And that's just me being frank
I'll give you pennies for you thoughts so you could fill up half a tank
And you could drive me insane never shooting from point blank
Curve bullets around this corner that'll spray you in face
That's just, how much I'm wanted yet my flow is so uncommon
So with that being said I advise that you take caution like
You walking around the jungle out in Vietnam
Hundred reasons to drop the Atom Bomb
It's be a catastrophe that's why I'm holding back my militia and calvary
And spittin up out these bars
The big guns are for when my album drops
Which is to be announced so for now
Just pronounce me as the king give me my crown and shoo fly
Don't bother me, while I put possessions on these words like apostrophes
Yes! Let me take a breath, breathe like Fabolous
I spit master pieces that'll make em say "Uhhhh!"
Like Master P. says without the flee market jewelry
Quit the Tom Foolery, cuz you're not fooling me
This is my eulogy, in due time you will see
How fluent I am at spit talking
Never seen like Bloods Crip walking
Been doing this since I came out the crib walking
And imma do it til my crypted is a carcass
And pimping in Neiman Marcus and walking up on these streets
Like a dog that was off his leash
You Dracula out the coffin and biting this niggas steeze
Please, you under par
This quiet dog bites hard kill them all swear to god
I got my right paw up with a lit cigar
Dope like Al Capone sniffing white lines through a straw
You getting slept on cuz you soft, postrapedic
I'm blowing up cuz I'm the bomb, Hiroshima
I give it to them cuz they tell me that they friending
I'm saying all this of this shit without even sounding conceited
So, hold your applause cuz, I don't really need it
Thank you all from the bottom of my heart and I mean it
[Outro]

I guess thats it
Let the credits roll
Shout out to my mom and dad first and foremost, I hope you never hear this
Shout out to Opie Slouch, all of Class Acts: Javier, Javon, Ian Pelts. Shout out Dolo, Shout out to Beatz, shout out to Isaiah Johnson,
Shout out to Hassan, shout out to Poly High School
Shout out to the Riverside rappers Jo Fly, Troi Breeze, Blake Washington, Andy Hand, Zack Speer, James MacNee from Smiling Faces, Uncle Phil, Lil' Ant, J mothafuckin' Luck!
Shout out to DJ Rudeboy, The Herbalistics for doing their thing
Prahshanti and Knowledge
Shout out to Hearts for Homeless, Elia, shout out to Matt Alfonso, Landon Cardenas, Kellen Lowe
Shout out to Jamal Johnson, David Jarman, Tyler Brimlae!
I don't know who else?
If I left you out I'm sorry

Oh...shout out to Riverside