#Message

Yeah...
Aye Costello
I don't want no ad libs... none of that
One take... Just wanna talk to em

Yeah

Flicking ashes outta my avenger
Rose gold grillin' my chocolate goddess a passenger
If she catch me cheating I know it's gon be a massacre
But she the trillest man I can't even be mad at her
I'm steady dodging the bullst. A matador
Its crazy how they took everything yet they ask for more
I wanna capture more success and get established more
If it ain't comin' from the heart then what you rappin' for
I am lyrically different. When it comes to the metaphors
I keep me a pair or more(paramore) it's misery business
The whites came in and rearranged st our history's different
They took credit for our creations erasing our image
St (Message!)
They gave a new meaning to "White out"
Don't wanna be us but want a piece of our lifestyle
In the beginning us blacks were winning but right now
We the most hated no debating and I'm like how?
They killed us off and threw our bodies in a nice pile
Then try and tell us to forget it man these whites foul
They can't live with us can't live without us man life's wild
Cuz as a black If you move wrong then it's lights out
Then its back to the darkness. How ironic yet awful
It's dumb amusing what Trump is doing st is unlawful
And black lives never mattered man the st is awesome
So many crabs inside this bucket that they put us all in
It's crazy how we hate and hold each other back so often
We were the richest in the world but somehow we lost it
How? Yeah...
Not enough action is happening way too many talkin

Way too many talkin...