Back on my bullshit I can't help but feel like the world is against me
Damn it fine I'll spit it cold like you owe me a dime or two take it or hold it against me (WOOH)
I'm so angry at this audio I can't afford a damn Audi though (UGH!)
I'm so broke like the condom your father used that get you, cus you an accident wooh (WOOH)
Don't even have a bed to sleep on or some walls that I call it home
I'm working day and night to spit on this beat
Working on BPMs oh my BPM (BOLEH PERGI MAMPOS)
Just so I could buy some shoes for my little feet
Matter fact, I keep it M
Turn it up now it's a win
What what what happened to the world
Another dime ($) another bar that's how I work
So I'm still out of dimes cus the world's a jerk to a number of people like me,
I am simply just a motherf*cking MC who's tryna spit it free
No restrictions cus all I spit is fiction but this shit sound medicinal yeah I'm subliminal
Wait
Elevate my beats to rhymes so it sound adequate
You hold it down, yeah I detonate (BOOM)
Young homie just tryna innovate
I'm flat broke but thank god for 808s
Wooh!
Sike
I'm depressed as a maf*cker I can't take shit from you no not you too yeah
I'm the greatest alive but no one believe in me enough to give me the chance to shine
My rhymes are divine but bitch you act blind
My names conan and I'm barbaric with my rhymes (SHING)
I'll kill all yall with a single stroke til the end of time