Writer's Block

I know that's some trauma that's going to keep you up late at night

But I'm sayin sometimes it takes money to make it right

To the racist white men I hope your bitch gets fucked by a nigga

I bet you wish you could go back to when you could buy a nigga

Because of you that's why this thing by my side nigga

I hate you racist pieces of shits I hope you die nigga

If every one of you drowned in piss I would feel great

You cant even go to the store anymore and feel safe

Dont even try to say hi to me that shit feel fake

The way that some people look at you you can feel hate

I cant believe some people wanna go back to segregation

Our country's already suffering from the separation

We so divided we all going to suffer the devastation

And I know you crackers ain't ever going to give us reparation

I understand you don't ever wanna see niggas with money

You rather be broke than see niggas do good that shit is funny

But you can send 100 billion dollars to other countries

As if we ain't got 2 million homeless kids who fucking hungry

But what do i know I'm just another broke piece of shit

I'm grinding for my kids I'm tryna have something to leave them with

Its almost been ten years in this game respect I cant even get

But all my supporters say they fuck with me because I keep it sick

And I tell the truth how I see it cant nobody control me

They tell me I'm going to make it soon i say surely but slowly

To the day I die I swear to god I'll ride for my homeys

I'll go through hell in a cell bitch you can call me Mick Foly

Shout out to DAP hope you keep trying to protect the children

Fuck everybody who try's to make them out to be the villain

If you stand up for pedophiles I want to hang you from the ceiling

They ever try to touch one of mine I'm going to fucking kill them

I ain't a gangster I keep this weapon for my protection

There's a bunch of guns in the club with niggas in different sections

That's why I ain't goin if I cant get mine in I learned my lesson

I'm sure there's a lot of niggas who want to kill a living legend

Niggas be thinking you want their bitch but they so confused

There's too much jealous and envy that's what that shit can do

Your bitch is the one who be choosing if you only knew

We already had her she gets around like the fucking flu

I know I said a lot and went off topic in this track

I bet there's a lot of people who going to say this shit is wack

But if you listen close you going to know that I'm spitting facts

And no matter what the fuck I say I'll never take it back

My mama taught me to stand up for myself in a jam

My sister taught me to be smart and come with a plan

My brother taught me the streets and how to cook either hand

My daddy taught me no matter what always be a man