All Caps

PRESIDENTSONPILLS!

I used to write the rhymes in ALL CAPS
If it ain't about no money you won't get a call back
Oh you got them dope lines?
Where them Escobars at?
Oh ya homie gon ride?
Let me see the carfax
Cuz
Most dudes broke talking how they ball out
Oh you bout to run the game?
Hope you don't get called out
Cuz
When they see you pitching
They wanna steal ya base, so
My advice?
Gotta keep the steel on ya waist
Can't feel my face
And the lord only knows
Why I'm snorting the blow
In a storm in the snow
When it's forty below
Used to want more keys than the Florida coast
Now I'm obsessed with doing more than the most
Opening doors when they close
HUH
Still feelin like the LIVEST
Still on psilocybin
Bitch I'm out my fuckin mind and
Just do what I say like Simon

I been obsessed with what happens after life
Not the afterlife
Thinking your little raps are nice
And they're not worth half the price
Stare at the stars and shoot down satellites
Make ya saddle tight
I had to step away from battle life
Just to battle life
Rather work on bars for my art
Like I paint yak on ice
In fact I'm nice
It's a compliment when you look that surprised
Master lies about the rapper life
Put on a wack disguise
Practice lines, map your alibi
Dap the past goodbye
All that shit that came before money don't really matter right?
WRONG
But if you're not an attractive guy getting stacks are nice
Buy a bitch
Finally get some ass tonight
Master mind
Had to master mines before I mastered minds
Blast on time
Maybe I'm
Just the most comfortable when disaster strikes
I should write a passage on my life
Or go and ask my psyche
PSYCHE
I think therapy is scared a me
Barely
Look me in my face or try to catch my eyes
RAP IS TIGHT!



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Stallcop
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