Mood

Mood change every seven seconds or so
Excellent flow can't help me, if I'm far too
Self serving, hell worthy, if they was one
Fell from, heights unknown, nice with
Microphone, life is cyclone
In eye of it, my tie's crooked, I'm high, look at
Pupils, hope I die useful, shoes full o' feet
Papi work too hard for me to not make it
On my own two, stun you like Steve
Fans oversell like Rocky Maivia, outta pocket pita
Cheese, from they nine to five that they hate
Kinda great don't pay the bills, everybody claim for real
Can everybody stay for real, doubt it, they ain't 'bout it
Silent be my default, the fault of Papi again
Try 'n' stop me, you can't, opposition
Missing obvious hints, highly advanced 'til I meet my end
Reaching hands to the stage, tryna grace front page
Speeches I was paid to make, features 'bout to pad the bank
Teachers mad, say I stank, like weed, please leave
Least I'm here tho, and ain't no weirdo, tryna learn
Sinus burn, from the smoke

My mood, my mood
My mood know no control, yuh
My boo don't know what's wrong, yuh
I do, my truth's in songs, yuh
My mood never constant