My friends is crabs in a bucket
If my friend can't have something, I couldn’t
I don't have wise friends, they want my ends
I need to separate myself and educate myself
They may come out a dry reed and cut off my knees
I don't like being by these con artists, they a target
You may think I’m heartless, but I don't care
In my hometown, it go down
There is greedy people and needy people
They got Freddy Kruegers who kill, you will be scared
You won't be scared, he or she won't care
I write rhymes, but it won't stop high crimes
A girl is mad I called her a curse word on the gram
I called her that 'cause I thought she referred to me as that
We used to be cool, now she want me to lose a cheek tooth
I don't want free booze, I want to keep cool
I don't like her and vice versa
I’m not talkative because friends talk behind backs
They assign tasks, but I’m not going behind masks
I know you love to feel animosity
You hate me because you love me