Patio

Close your eyes and let these words take you out of space
One good verse is worth a thousand takes
Sakes for God, I done forgot about my enemies
When they step to me and call it rap, I call it parody
Pardon my prose if it's quite assertive
Flirting with self loathing, they love me, and i ain't worth it
Big fam, but forever alone
Miller, Dvon, Jon, and Mike won't pick up the phone
And i ain't mad, y'all my niggas
I guess it's my fucking fault, being so parasitic
Gas money,spare change, weed y'all let me take
Apparently Blitz got self-improvements to make
Agents lurking, pray I squirt 'em with the super soaker
I'm high blazed, a super smoker
Sitting sideways, my world is two dimensional
Rudimentary home, the Mitsu be my studio
Word to moms and the daddios, with a spliff, catch me and my niggas on the patio



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Writer(s): Ryan Mignott
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