EAT Tobe Nwigwe (Ft. Fat)

[Intro: Tobe Nwigwe]
Ooh
South West, South West, look

[Verse 1: Tobe Nwigwe]
I eat beats, watch me dine in, shining
I illuminate the rooms that I'm in, timing
Low-key ain't more crucial than alignment
That's why the flow is intertwined with both and I'm defiling
Every beat I'm on, even though I know it's wrong
To treat rappers like a napkin after I've pissed on commodes
Then I wipe what's on the toilet, can't decipher if you know
That my life is tied to giving hoodlums life despite the hoes
That their sights are fixed upon to givе 'em pipe out of control
But the plight wе abide in has almost wiped our frontal lobe
Of our heritage, rare are kids like me who grow up savage
That got embarrassed when they went to they patna crib
And seen they mattress had a bed frame
Shout out to those who told me Tobe was a pet name (What's your name?)
Tobechukwu Dubem Nwigwe is my correct name
Praise God for follies of my colleagues that embody everything I overcame
Blowing that ganji to suppress pain
Ooh, but I was weak, though
So on occasion, purple haze would keep me warmer than a pea coat
Debo shouldn't be what you portray when you placebo
But now my flow the cheat code, every bar is worth a kilo, ooh