SLICK TRICKS FOR A MISFIT 4ria

Read between the lines
Heard you bitches wine
Through the grapevine
In a state of mind
I could take my time
But i cannot
Stuck and my eyes are still glued to the clock
Gruesome when i introduce to you plots
Of my panic
Bitch i grew numb
I infuse and adopt several views
So i watch
All the cues to concoct something new
When i rock, something blue
You could flock with your dudes
To my music
I’ll prove why it’s hot
Bitch you’re so stupid, you flop
See the truth is, ive copped
Several muses to fuel all the music i drop
Never losing
Conclusions i drew from the chops
On the dotted line
Pleasure, the pressure and props align
Won’t sell my soul
Till im not alive
Not just a product
The bottom lines
This ain’t just profit
I prophesied
All that big talk isn’t pocket sized
I don’t expect you dumb hoes to apologize
For the shit said in the past
See the tension won’t last
Bring attention to facts
See i’m back with a stack of some raps
To attack with my heavy balls sack
To relax on the tracks
Already crawled back on the map
To unpack till you bittys fall back
And collapse on your ass