Crooked teeth, wrinkled clothes
Why you worry bout some hoes
Im just drowning in the smoke
Im just trying not to float
Two braids when I flow, no chain but I glow
Like myself after some beauty sleep
Creeping out the smoke
Bitch Im peeping out my home
Cause I know Im not alone
Feel my essence through the presence
Of my waves when I flow
Know I came just to go
Its the teenage ghost
When Im speaking you dont hear it
You just feel it in your bones
Im looking like the man right now
The white dead punk with the plan right now
Im feeling like the man right now
Saw your show and I hope you dont think
That shits a crowd
Im gripping up on that razor, my hood up and Im bumping, Im gripping up on that razor, when Im on the block you running