Kyrie Irving

Some say that I crush in the mic,

But you nigga, you're as cheap as Little Tykes.

I came home to my mom with my new jordans,

My friend then said "Man how did you ever afford them"?

Coming up with this shit is like playing basketball,

You other niggas are looking at me like neanderthals.

Whenever I'm rapping, I feel like I'm swerving,

It makes me feel like I'm Kyrie Irving.

All these wanna-be rappers are looking up to me for advice,

Every time I tell them to go back home and smoke that K2 spice.

The next day I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock,

I go to the gun store and get me my new glock.

And yeah I know that I'm still in school,

But right now just know that I'm the teacher you the listener,

I'm swooping up some of the raps people tell me like a vulture,

I always tell them to change their ways; change your culture.

Watching my show after after this rap that I had to record,

I then noticed that this rap is in perfect accord.

Breathin and spittin but missin and hittin,

Seethin and hissin like a snake with no venom.

So just sit, you’re outta spit, eat my words, take a shit,