I been taking a lot of notes about all you folks
Think you got me pinned under like the roadrunner
Thinking that's all folks, but it's all jokes
Sorry brother not biological but it's ironic though
You got a lot of dough, oh that's cold
But ya soul been sold and ya rolls' been rolled
And ya Royce done grown
Who done wanna listen to the six footer? I don't know
Boy I can't wait till they come to the shows
Filled with rows and rows like D. Rose and the Timberwolves
Like DeRozan San Antonio, MVP not Toronto but we gonna flaunt though
But we gonna haunt though
I'm in your nightmares like Hannibal, got my sidemen like Tonto
(Hold up, do you hear that? DUDE. Hold on, what?... Did you stop the BEAT?)
Hitting home runs like Pete Rose in Ohio
Managing my life like take a right in 3 miles
God like hey here's a red light put you through trials
I'm like yeah good one, you know I get riled
He's like yeah it's so funny let me turn up the dial
You know at this point he's that wide smile like a child
When they just got the toy they admired
And their parents reviled
But they take a deep sigh cause their kid will be quiet for at least some time
And'll be fine to take a nap or at least close their eyes one eye staying open
In case the kid start a fire
(Oh... I think I left my mixtape out... Sorry)
Ooh, this Justin in not everybody wanna see JT win
That's Trudeau, in case you're wondering
Maybe just cause of the Scheer wonderment
Maybe cause he's a wonder man
Maybe cause he's the privilege he fights against
It doesn't really make any sense and
Kind of ironic he doesn't see it and wait...
Who are we talking about again?
Oh that's right
M.E. I can be petty and do things out of spite
I'm trying to get better cause I know it isn't right
Tryin' not to get too dark 'cause I wanna find the light
I wanna make some music that really does ignite
But I don't wanna go too far and have it start a fight
But sometimes you gotta find a spark before you can find the light
I know it's cheesy, but that really is life
(What? Shh... Walk away...)