Nigga back again
Self deprecating rap again
Los anderson he left
But still bereft
I feel like crap again
Friends lost, enemies made
Money lost, no debt repaid
Feeling lost and seeking graves
Misbehave but work like a slave
Hating everything I love
Loving everything I hate
Tell me can you relate
Knowing nothing and feeling fake
And I'm face to face with my destiny
Circumstances rejected me
Google search for the recipe
Seeing life more objectively
Hawk, I'm fly like i'm steven
Can't talk and barely breathing
I search for sleep in the evening
Afraid and don't know the reason
The end is near I done seent it
Destruction it looks so scenic
Castastrophe all this blasphemy
Who will rise like a phoenix
Yall make me feel like a genius
But I just think wit my penis
3 billion people are evil
How many folks come from venus
The morning star loosely listens
I'm flipping out in the kitchen
Losing all of my say so
Grew devil horns and a halo
I been feeling so conflicted like
Am I a good person or am I
Just another f*ck niggah
Whassup
Put ya hands up nigga
Hands up nigga
Say wassup
Whassup
To a f*ck nigga
Hands up
Whassup
To a f*ck nigga
Hands up
Whassup
To a f*ck nigga
Who am I
Iono maybe i'm tripping
Or maybe its just self deprecation
I'm facing
Or maybe its the lack of inspiration
Adjacent
I mean
Whassup
In this identity crisis
I pray to God I can fight it
My inner flame turn to cinder
Struggle so I can ig
No no no
This aint it
This aint it
Ok how about I just tell everybody
How much of an asshole
I actually am
The asshole is in me
Its coming out of my jimmy
Its screaming gimme more gimme
My actin could win an emmy
My rappin is just a gimmick
My finicky nature hates it
I'm posturing for the status
Fake til i'm the greatest but
Don't we all do that
Everybody who rap
Ain't how you make it
Just be yourself
Who dat
I'm saying I hide my real feelings
So you all would like
If I said what I was really thinking
I bet you all would fight me
And I hate all I hate it
Basic bitches don't debate it
Mainstream
Whether its symptomatic
Pragmatism, it don't change things
My asshole-ism is hidden
Just below the surface
My behavior is glitch ridden
Tryna be so perfect
FEELING WORTHLESS
I been searching for my purpose
Sitting in this church
Watching satan preach to pagans
While Juanita heals the hurt
And I been hurting
Feeling pain I didn't know the trigga
So the result was the introduction of
A f*ck nigga
Whassup
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English
Nigga back again
Self deprecating rap again
Los anderson he left
But still bereft
I feel like crap again
Friends lost, enemies made
Money lost, no debt repaid
Feeling lost and seeking graves
Misbehave but work like a slave
Hating everything I love
Loving everything I hate
Tell me can you relate
Knowing nothing and feeling fake
And I'm face to face with my destiny
Circumstances rejected me
Google search for the recipe
Seeing life more objectively
Hawk, I'm fly like i'm steven
Can't talk and barely breathing
I search for sleep in the evening
Afraid and don't know the reason
The end is near I done seent it
Destruction it looks so scenic
Castastrophe all this blasphemy
Who will rise like a phoenix
Yall make me feel like a genius
But I just think wit my penis
3 billion people are evil
How many folks come from venus
The morning star loosely listens
I'm flipping out in the kitchen
Losing all of my say so
Grew devil horns and a halo
I been feeling so conflicted like
Am I a good person or am I
Just another f*ck niggah
Whassup
Put ya hands up nigga
Hands up nigga
Say wassup
Whassup
To a f*ck nigga
Hands up
Whassup
To a f*ck nigga
Hands up
Whassup
To a f*ck nigga
Who am I
Iono maybe i'm tripping
Or maybe its just self deprecation
I'm facing
Or maybe its the lack of inspiration
Adjacent
I mean
Whassup
In this identity crisis
I pray to God I can fight it
My inner flame turn to cinder
Struggle so I can ig
No no no
This aint it
This aint it
Ok how about I just tell everybody
How much of an asshole
I actually am
The asshole is in me
Its coming out of my jimmy
Its screaming gimme more gimme
My actin could win an emmy
My rappin is just a gimmick
My finicky nature hates it
I'm posturing for the status
Fake til i'm the greatest but
Don't we all do that
Everybody who rap
Ain't how you make it
Just be yourself
Who dat
I'm saying I hide my real feelings
So you all would like
If I said what I was really thinking
I bet you all would fight me
And I hate all I hate it
Basic bitches don't debate it
Mainstream
Whether its symptomatic
Pragmatism, it don't change things
My asshole-ism is hidden
Just below the surface
My behavior is glitch ridden
Tryna be so perfect
FEELING WORTHLESS
I been searching for my purpose
Sitting in this church
Watching satan preach to pagans
While Juanita heals the hurt
And I been hurting
Feeling pain I didn't know the trigga
So the result was the introduction of
A f*ck nigga
Whassup
Self deprecating rap again
Los anderson he left
But still bereft
I feel like crap again
Friends lost, enemies made
Money lost, no debt repaid
Feeling lost and seeking graves
Misbehave but work like a slave
Hating everything I love
Loving everything I hate
Tell me can you relate
Knowing nothing and feeling fake
And I'm face to face with my destiny
Circumstances rejected me
Google search for the recipe
Seeing life more objectively
Hawk, I'm fly like i'm steven
Can't talk and barely breathing
I search for sleep in the evening
Afraid and don't know the reason
The end is near I done seent it
Destruction it looks so scenic
Castastrophe all this blasphemy
Who will rise like a phoenix
Yall make me feel like a genius
But I just think wit my penis
3 billion people are evil
How many folks come from venus
The morning star loosely listens
I'm flipping out in the kitchen
Losing all of my say so
Grew devil horns and a halo
I been feeling so conflicted like
Am I a good person or am I
Just another f*ck niggah
Whassup
Put ya hands up nigga
Hands up nigga
Say wassup
Whassup
To a f*ck nigga
Hands up
Whassup
To a f*ck nigga
Hands up
Whassup
To a f*ck nigga
Who am I
Iono maybe i'm tripping
Or maybe its just self deprecation
I'm facing
Or maybe its the lack of inspiration
Adjacent
I mean
Whassup
In this identity crisis
I pray to God I can fight it
My inner flame turn to cinder
Struggle so I can ig
No no no
This aint it
This aint it
Ok how about I just tell everybody
How much of an asshole
I actually am
The asshole is in me
Its coming out of my jimmy
Its screaming gimme more gimme
My actin could win an emmy
My rappin is just a gimmick
My finicky nature hates it
I'm posturing for the status
Fake til i'm the greatest but
Don't we all do that
Everybody who rap
Ain't how you make it
Just be yourself
Who dat
I'm saying I hide my real feelings
So you all would like
If I said what I was really thinking
I bet you all would fight me
And I hate all I hate it
Basic bitches don't debate it
Mainstream
Whether its symptomatic
Pragmatism, it don't change things
My asshole-ism is hidden
Just below the surface
My behavior is glitch ridden
Tryna be so perfect
FEELING WORTHLESS
I been searching for my purpose
Sitting in this church
Watching satan preach to pagans
While Juanita heals the hurt
And I been hurting
Feeling pain I didn't know the trigga
So the result was the introduction of
A f*ck nigga
Whassup
Writer: Rahyel Wiley
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