Be There, Be Square XV

[Intro]
Yea!
Vizzy! Popular Culture!
Ay, Xaphoon you crazy!
Yea!
See my grandma she would always tell me, set out to be something, not someone. You’ll figure you out

[Verse 1]
I used to rap like Mase, back in 9-8
With a bubble goose and black pager strapped to my waist
Acting like Harlem was a half a mile ‘way
Them niggas at the mom and pop would laugh in my face
Forgot I was a dude from a very small place
Smallville fills, mama brought me my cape
Said if they call you a square, don’t get bent out of shape
Let them gay niggas hate boy cause you gon’ be straight
Yeah, I used to rap like Biggie
But I wasn’t from Brooklyn and weighed less than 150
Shoveled snow to get Versace, girls still didn’t dig me
I was like Dwayne Wayne if he didn’t have Whitley
Bobby without Whitney, Stooges without Iggy
Mickey without Disney, in other words it ain’t fit me
So that lasted long as the braids on 50
I decided to be myself even if they didn’t get me
I’ma