Backpack on my shoulders (Beat b...
• Written by SolomonJohnson
I wanna be good, deep shit, wanna rap that
rap with the dude who's rating is a back slap
and I back track back to the tech lab
when I moved to A2 and they said I was attractive
but it's fine that my friend group ain't massive
and it's fine that I try to be passive
Like would you rather chill with the real deals
and they deals sealed they don't feel pleasin the masses
or would you rather hang with the cool gang
saying cool things and then payin for the pain of a plastic
like straight up, have you ever seen the mean girls?
like lean jeans with clean jeeps going knee deep
in the water they don't wanna see the real world
they fancy and they can't see that they canteens
aren't filled with gold but filled with bean dip
cuz bean dip don't mean shit if it's beanless
and... nevermind this metaphor is meanless
but I still get it together like a motherfucking seamstress
now your friends like "Have you motherfucking seen this?
He pretty decent and he only 15 bitch"
I mean he good but he aint better than the big men
but if you compare me to the pros then I'm good with your opinion
Backpack on my shoulders but it feels like the world
word has it I'm older, young days over, can't take it anymore
people expect shit out of me
Like. What you expecting outa me?
Like. don't try to teach a lesson outa me
Makes me think that you're messin round with me
So fuck school I'm out
"What you gonna be?"
Don't wanna find out.
But right now I have time, I'll make rhymes
throw lines in my mind til I'm rhymed out
"Hey son, what you crying bout?"
I ain't crying I got something in my eye mom
"No really what you fucking crying bout?"
No like really I got something in my eye mom
Fuck I think my eyes fucked up damn shit!
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SolomonJohnson
Member since January 9 2015