But Mostly Her

Death to an era

I be in my room watching viddddddddds call it Terra

Italian brethren, walk through my hood like a weatherman

Dressed for the occasion, full uniform I'm slaying

Grinding all this shit you could've sworn I was the highest

Maturity, yo... dat's what they see, I'm me, do you, who are you when the rain comes down and you run home ... crying?

I walk with my attitude. Talk with a latitude. Popping now on a programmer's sketchbook

Let's look.

Talk to me ... I care about your feelings.

I be in the classroom staring at the ceiling.

Tinking that I'm no one.

Tinking you like everywhere. Tell me how do this

Get out of my head, I'm listening to Wet Dreamz

Bluejeans, I just wish you would knew me

Uhh

 

Seniors, his wars, her drawers, everywhere I see tings, I call that self-respect

Never listen to a man 'less he got 20 000 on a check

Nah, girl I kid, I'm on that link between worlds, call that shit adolescence

Cause I think I'd rather like a girl before getting her number

Numbers, call me up near Humber

River, John, that's his identity, Sauga City rapper, this kid's a freakin' rarity

Anemones, I see them in the ocean, I see them as they grow up

You gotta have that X-factor, American dream ain't enough, paradox near the ACC

Raptors got Drake and Drake's got me

I never eat peanut butter sandwiches with honey

I got honey

You're my type-a honey

Sweet

Uhh, yo

 

Sit down, sit down

I do that shit all day

Soon enough they'll say that I do this to get paid

But I rap for purpose

I rap for her

I rap for me

But mostly her