No Feelings Papoose

[Intro: Papoose]
Ye straight out of Brooklyn
Cool and Dre On the track
Papoose

[Verse 1: Papoose]
I’m from the stars son
Concrete full of cracks and dry gum
The whole reasonable doubt BIG Ready to Die slum
Dyslexic ADHD mentally blind dumb
Bipolar of education we was deprived young
Kids wear Jordans before they could fit in size one
Timberland boots with the trees from which we got hung
I got bad nerves always twiddling by thumbs
Feet tapping the floor like I’m playing a live drum
People that I trusted crossed me them guys done
The stab in the back was paralyzing
I’m numb
Nobody believe in life insurance where I’m from
Everybody gotta chip in when someone dies son
Say you got that drip what happens when it dries son?
Brand new outfit and empty pockets fly bums
I influenced most of these rappers to really rhyme son
Set a great example I gave you power like Nas done
Who should I sign with? Adam, but just remind them
You signing the beef like Fat Joe when he signed Pun