Off Topic
[Intro]
Yeah, man
[Verse 1]
I come from humble beginnings but I don’t act like it
I’ve come a long way from back in the day rapping Mic Titans
I’m trying to get back in the mindset of this rap I’ve been
Writing, only been going up like fucking gas prices
I guess that’s what you call inflation
Skyrocketing, fireworks ablazing
I meant every damn word I said on Greatness
The expectations aren’t heavy, they are weightless
Oh shit, flow switch, gotta get shit in motion
Like the saying goes, do not fix what isn't broken
I don’t care if I don’t grow rich, this my own niche
I don’t need smoke and mirrors, I gotta keep focus
You all say you sick but you bit off some basic lyrics
If you sick then the shit you spit must be plague-rism
You didn’t get that then your motherfucking brain is missing
I said if you think you sick than you commit plagiarism
[Chorus]
Off topic, these bitches know I'm the hot topic
Rolling in the dough, I'm eating me a hot pocket
I see green, so when I go I am not stopping
Bringing home the bag like I went mall shopping
Off topic, these bitches know I'm the hot topic
Make they face scrunch up like raw garlic
Motherfuckers like me are just not common
You lack a bite, dawg, you all barking
[Verse 2]
We ain’t in the same league, let alone the same team
Shit that I’m spitting cold enough to give a brain freeze
Want me to quit then bitch you better make me
Y’all motherfuckers stay sleep, cause I guess bitches only keep up when they day dream
Hate me all you want, you can’t believe
I’m still standing after you tried to break my knees
It’s make-believe, you pretend that I don’t have up and downs, I can’t bounce back, when I fall it’s on a trampoline
On my next chapter, I’m flipping the page
You all use ghostwriters, but not Nicholas Cage
I’m ripping my face off, before I give you some praise
That's not gonna pay off like minimum wage
And here’s a fact check, I’d outrap you and your fat checks
You think you the future but you always past tense
You illiterate, can't even read my lips
You ain't shit, motherfucker, just a piece of it
[Chorus]
Off topic, these bitches know I'm the hot topic
Rolling in the dough, I'm eating me a hot pocket
I see green, so when I go I am not stopping
Bringing home the bag like I went mall shopping
Off topic, these bitches know I'm the hot topic
Make they face scrunch up like raw garlic
Motherfuckers like me are just not common
You lack a bite, dawg, you all barking
Yeah, man
[Verse 1]
I come from humble beginnings but I don’t act like it
I’ve come a long way from back in the day rapping Mic Titans
I’m trying to get back in the mindset of this rap I’ve been
Writing, only been going up like fucking gas prices
I guess that’s what you call inflation
Skyrocketing, fireworks ablazing
I meant every damn word I said on Greatness
The expectations aren’t heavy, they are weightless
Oh shit, flow switch, gotta get shit in motion
Like the saying goes, do not fix what isn't broken
I don’t care if I don’t grow rich, this my own niche
I don’t need smoke and mirrors, I gotta keep focus
You all say you sick but you bit off some basic lyrics
If you sick then the shit you spit must be plague-rism
You didn’t get that then your motherfucking brain is missing
I said if you think you sick than you commit plagiarism
[Chorus]
Off topic, these bitches know I'm the hot topic
Rolling in the dough, I'm eating me a hot pocket
I see green, so when I go I am not stopping
Bringing home the bag like I went mall shopping
Off topic, these bitches know I'm the hot topic
Make they face scrunch up like raw garlic
Motherfuckers like me are just not common
You lack a bite, dawg, you all barking
[Verse 2]
We ain’t in the same league, let alone the same team
Shit that I’m spitting cold enough to give a brain freeze
Want me to quit then bitch you better make me
Y’all motherfuckers stay sleep, cause I guess bitches only keep up when they day dream
Hate me all you want, you can’t believe
I’m still standing after you tried to break my knees
It’s make-believe, you pretend that I don’t have up and downs, I can’t bounce back, when I fall it’s on a trampoline
On my next chapter, I’m flipping the page
You all use ghostwriters, but not Nicholas Cage
I’m ripping my face off, before I give you some praise
That's not gonna pay off like minimum wage
And here’s a fact check, I’d outrap you and your fat checks
You think you the future but you always past tense
You illiterate, can't even read my lips
You ain't shit, motherfucker, just a piece of it
[Chorus]
Off topic, these bitches know I'm the hot topic
Rolling in the dough, I'm eating me a hot pocket
I see green, so when I go I am not stopping
Bringing home the bag like I went mall shopping
Off topic, these bitches know I'm the hot topic
Make they face scrunch up like raw garlic
Motherfuckers like me are just not common
You lack a bite, dawg, you all barking