Lame chicks stay on my pages with fake tings
With no display pics, my neighbours think I
Sell cane or I'm famous
Like I'm A-list but like Ye said, I ain't even on a list
New day same ish, I remain stoic like Aurelius, I face it
Only real bruddas in my radius
Greatest poets of the ages, painters and sage's pages I take in
Pray when awaking, age-old debates stay plaguing my cranium
Pertaining creation, I'm deliberating on ancient engravings
And sayings of the savants
Well rested, well read and best dressed is my biggest flex
Been in debt now I'm finna get six figure cheques, Jigga-esque
Feeling blessed, to live your best life don't comprise time to sit at desks
Still I'm in the ends living around cats like I'm in the vets, with no connects
In my loafers step but I won't loaf or rest
Till I'm known as best and the goats my rep
With each verse on a beat I lace I'm seeing praise
Like I'm coal and I ain't mean Jermaine
The way I keep ablaze these emoji flames
These days in both ways I'm seeing change ca I won't
Be seen at raves, less I'm being paid
Bro be dealing MD like the fiends be in need of aid
In this place-the least chaste are being chased
Me I can't relate, hate to seem cliche, I need a babes that cooks, cleans and prays
Since my teenage days I been rocking shades
Whilst you lames tryna be the Tates