Rap fucked me over

Listened to rap first when I was seven

Christened and born same year as "nine/eleven"

My friends watched porn while I bombed and made ends

Only twelve and excels ghostly look at yourself rook'

I need help but I ain't listening to anything else "peep"

Giggling and stupid sing non lucid shit upon looted mid

Confusing how they all using the tuning while gs be shooting

Suiting my dueling the losing for ruling the spooking

I didn't pray to god I didn't believe in hell

Cos I spray and shot for brief like Big L

I ripped girls hearts into pieces clipped locks in thirds "Just ideas"

I didn't roll with Jesus' crew I got a whole lecture too

"Please believe in god wherever" I say "Fuck you!"

I leave trails of shot where I have to duck from guns

I deceive tails you gonna give me head drop dead

You pothead live on earth since your birth you've been nothing

You've got a nerve to be seen loving now rot before I plot

I ain't mister kill a cop I'm mister will slang crack for a mill

It's why they call me 'MAC buy my 8 ball and you'll be on track

Die from overdose from pie my crap flows cos it's rap!