the words that’s whirl twirl the worlds of girls
but they confused of who i am
like i’m uncle sam, uncle man, they be like yes mam’
and i be like aww damn, cause ain’t it some shit that i’ma man?
poppin rubber bands, usually spending a couple grands…
from poppin tabs like coke cans, got damn.
god man, got sand? i ain’t sact-religious like god’s man!
cheese and rice show n prove for the next jesus christ.
the illumanati got me thinking twice, cause the power i got
will cause me to get shot if i act out in thrice…
but i ain’t talking bout sinning, it’s nothing nice.