Intro

«This kid never comes around here no more
He wears the same shit every fucking day
Breath stinks
He lost it
Always bitching and crying
This fool is washed up
Every time I seen him he’s drunk
Wiki’s a scumbag
I give the album like a six out of ten»
Hate, it’s in they heads, it’s in they hearts
Can’t take seein' another fucker taking off
They wait for you to slip, trying to take your place
Can’t make nothing that’s hot, they gotta play they part
They scrape up what we left here, while we paper chasing
We straight making that raw, while you say your cause
It just ain’t really your taste, man, you must be fake
How you hate on something great? You a fucking fraud
Man you gone, up all that bullshit up inside your jaw
Keep it closed, started with them hatin' hoes inside the yard
Tell me shave my uni-brow, I’d rather shave my balls
Nah, fuckers always talkin', never takin' charge
I wanted this shit since like seventh grade, and that’s on God
You couldn’t do it then so ratin' me became your job
Everyday I go in, every single day I go in
Just today, woke in the rain, and came the latest song