I Don't Know

Used to loathe to hate,

Used to think that rap was stupid, there was no debate,

Used to care about the people, how I don't relate,

Used to care about the women, not to procreate,

 

I've been waiting for a chance to be professional,

Telling every man that lived like a confessional,

Then my mind went straight from distant to obsessional,

And now I'm crashing every gathering and festival,

 

But the best of all, now nobody seems to doubt me,

If they know me from the rap, they don't know anything about me,

Not that I don't wear the golden medals people can bestow me,

But the shine is far too bright for anyone to try to know me,

 

Rap haters can blow me, I'm sick of their opinion,

Sick of every bandwagon pants-saggin minion,

Getting hives, worker bees can sting at their expense,

I survive without the kush, money, bling and nonsense,

 

And I'm not saying that I'll change the game,

I already know I got too strange a name,

I'm just saying that I'm gonna go and spit the flame,

And know that nothing that I say is gonna hit the same,

 

Babe Ruth probably could of called that,

People that were in the game could see me tryin' to maul that,

Never knew a rap career could serve me a fall-back

Congratulations from the skeptics riding on my ballsack,

 

Used to preach a sermon,

Used to breach the gate as I beseech my workin',

Used to reach for hate when they impeach my lurchin',

Now I keep them waitin' while my girl's peach is twerkin',