Letras
I been the ruler of my medulla
The miseducated don't hire tutors
My higher power been my approver
So I don't cower with my maneuvers
Spend hours behind computers
Recording haikus that you would need
Scuba divers to scoop up
cnd soak it up like a loofah
I'm on they neck like a crew cut
I'm special just like a 2 for 1
cnd shaping up to be a theorem there's no prior proof of
Y'all might think y'all Pythagoras
But can't squeeze me in quadrilaterals
Thinking I'm ""Never Too Much"" like Luther
This ride come in packages just like Uber
Lies can seem beautiful when the truth sucks
I did the work, so I never knew luck
Stayin' in motion, I'm never too stuck
csking me bout my new stuff
It's piles of ashes in booths bruh
I been bumping Moonchild in miles of traffic next to trucks
Won't let em gas me or trap me, I'm feeling happy now
I'll just go delicatessen if they got rap beef, how
I work my issues on tracks, I'm still an athlete, wow
To say it crafty, I'm rapping laps all around these clowns