Hot 97 Freestyle VIC MENSA

[Verse 1]
Look
Revolutionary, anonymous
Secret service want my surveillance like I'm Obamas kids
16 shots and now they got me on a wiretap
Riding the trunk with the blunt
Jerk, fire that
Riding the track to Michigan, fighting the drug case
District attorney looking at me with the screw face
Do say, don't you know it's no hope with dope?
But he ain't know how dope I was, so I'd probably caught a new case
My suitcase is packed with Alexander McQueen shit
I call Wang personally
I don't need a seamstress
Plead the 5th plus I keep my chick in that Vera Wang
Rocking so much Wang, you'd thought it was the family name
Yeah, I know that I'm a target
So I drew it on myself
Let the industry be the marksmen
If you look close, you see that every bullet miss my frame
Them 16 shots around me not enough to count the names
From Tamir Rice to Mike to
Eric Garner, Freddie Gray
Oscar Grant, Eric Gray
What more can I say? (Uh)
Fucking A
Dance away the pain
Don't wanna hit with the quan
I do my dab to duck a stray
Pray for these shorties
They bankin' like West Side Story
But black on black crime is only one side of the story
You got them bodies hanging from trees in our recent past
You forget this the type of shit that they teach in class