Grimes
Good Job, Jackson!
[Verse 1: Jack The Spitter]
And whitey spit that stupid flow
Got a pain in my chest hope the dope still flow
Grow from the nest now the bird won't go
Be stuck in utero until the pain don't show
And the lames won't try, when it rain it snow
Let it rain on white
My fright is that i will not make it to the next one
Fuck that, there probably ain't even a next one
Heart still pumping, bumping clumsily to next pump
Blood is working harder than i did on the last joint
Suck me off, till i fly, forget the passport
Looking for a heart to break well baby i'm a sad boy
Cannot initiate what you never did be
All these rappers affiliates cuz they can't be me
And they looking for answers they don't see these
Please read rap genius for my meanings
This ain't an advertisement, already put my name on the wall
In the stall in 6th grade got called gay, by every kid in the hall
And now i'm gay for pay and pay is not returning my calls
I'm fucking terrible at rapping y'all are dumber than balls
I'm fucking terrible at living, s'why i'm looking to fall
Cuz what's worse the drop, or when we stall?
I'm taking no more chances, leave me where i lay
Leave me where i lay, just leave me where i lay