3005

I may be a villain, ate a bottle of ritalin, they see that im shiverin'

I'll be sittin and chillin', she yelled "please get rid of him", don't be so sad,

I couldn't think of a synonym, my music disgusting,

got your mouth full of cinnamon.

Yet still I persisted, my rappin' consistent, better stop the resisting,

I'm just tryna get you assisted,

reppin my business, it's none of your business, fuck what you have witnessed

tryna get back in fitness, but I told you it fitted, you going ballistic

hold up, you still didn't care, a look similar to a stare,

saw me on a wheelchair you still looked the other way,

couldn't even get you spare me from my little pain

I told myself another day, you finally let me in, let me pin

you down, go lower than your chin, but until that day begins,

I guess we're standing still, till 3005, I'll be ranting till.