Protoge

I'm broken down and I don't know what to do

Write my thoughts on this paper before I hit the pew

I ask God a simple question, like what it do

Then I never hear shit like whats plugging you

Am i bugging you, I'm trusting you

But my darkest secrets already fucked me through

Fuck friends, Fuck enemies,

I'm fit to be, I'm meant to be the enemy of the greatest

Till I pull the crown off his head with a playlist

Then I can finally say "I made it"

Look brother I made it

I can read the expression on your hoe, she ain't even gotta say it

I'm a minor ripping off these notes creating majors

Like I created measures on a paper

Ruling cities left and right like favor

Fuck your magazine, fuck a hater

I'll hit you all with a motherfuckin taser

Make you proud as fuck to catch a waiver

Y'all got me spittin this super hot flavor

Looking like flavor flave, look at what my homies made

Snatch up a sunday paper, looking like a protege

Now my whole town look like a giant stain

flashing all my giant chains, Face mask like mr. bane

watch out, i'm going insane, Don't make come and paint a picture like michealangelo

Better check your girl, she sounding kinda like a hoe

woah, my bad i been drinking lately, making classic songs

I been thinking lately, Man you sounding wrong

What you thinking baby, I been really thinking baby

You so dank, bet i know who's danker baby