The Game

Made your girl drop it like it's hot, call that Sweet n Low

But it's not coffee, I smoke weed with kief in tow.

Just cause I'm high all the time, don't think it's easy though

Got a dope and breezy flow but y'all don't even know

I'm tired of being unrecognized and unsigned.

Dollar signs line my eyes like the year was forty-nine

Try to panhandle but bootleggers take every dime

I'm more divine, a rap god, where's my golden idol?

At least know my album's title, or this moment will be your final.

I'll annihilate you, lyrically speaking of course.

You dork I hate you but I don't wanna be tried in court.

I lack vocabulary so I can keep my sentence short.