Baby Bib

I'm not too proud of what I did, but I'm not too proud to beg, you know I'm glad
Oh, whatever goes around eventually comes back to you
So you gotta be careful, Bibb, and look both ways
Be careful, Bibb

Look both ways
Huh
Yeah
Hey

Whoa
Uh-huh
Somebody said, I'm not so proud of what I did
Reacting with my emotions

How immature would that be
Actually, I end up doing that in everything
Watching a bum rapper diss me just to stunt
I moved out of anger

My God had moved me to love
I hope that he gets better
I hope that the broke rapper he is, he finally gets a bit better
I guess to him, this my letter

That no matter how much better I am, I learned to respect you, brother
I understand the feelings you put back from before
During the school, yeah, when we made fun of you more
I understand why you waited so long to talk

I know you were a bit scared to approach the kid you saw
I'm letting you know nothing's going to happen
I won't hurt you
I gave you a pass on a song and barely murked you

But what does that do
It did nothing for me
It actually gave you more glory to your story
Like, man, how can I end up in this again

Moving with emotions and arguing with a fan and his friend
I tried to be respectful to his friend who's still just a little kid and don't even understand
Like, man, that kid is still in middle school, my man
And he acting like the underground the only way now to win

Man, y'all aren't even artists or rappers
No thought goes into the songs
Y'all just pure cappers
It's disrespectful to the game that we call rap

It's disrespectful just to hip-hop
Better learn the facts
I know the image that you're wanting to portray is whack
Your identity is built off a whole Instagram cap

Yeah
It's not going to make fun of your outlandish look
I'm not going to make fun of you
I'm speaking the truth

I'm trying to let you know what I'm doing is rapping to you
No matter if it's on your phone mic or in the booth
Ha, ha
Generations of MCs, even these tune kids

Put more thought into what they do than you, kid
And you got the nerve to promote yourself and compare to me
And repost yourself and do the most that helps
You got the nerve to keep on reposting this

And keep edging it on again after you admit you missed
Delusional friends of yours, yes, they hug and kiss
They battle for you and never tell you if you didn't swish
It's so hysterical to me

Why I address it
Letting it sit around for folks to hear is upsetting
Why you talking me down and cursing me out
Forget it

Because in a different setting, my fist be what you would be getting
But I'm a man of God
Yeah, yeah
SoundCloud's your home

I see you transition to the YouTube, Apple, and Spotify setting you sit in
And now you see there's no plays that you will be getting
Because the SoundCloud bots cant get the attention
Attention

That's why this here is a convo
Attention
It's what you're wanting
I give it to Male Bravado

You and your insecure little girlish shell
You keep it hollow
Man, that's one really soft taco for one who portrays a macho
I'm not really trying to be rude

I know you trash just like the rest do
I just want to see you grow and maybe be the best you
Just don't disrespect the game
You know nothing about this

I do this for a living
You a internet kid
Laughing stock of the world
Harassing and bothering girls

Leave those Chelsea girls alone
And if you say my name, then you better watch your tone
It's a fact
Hey

Someone please grab Mr. Bibb, a baby bib
Because he is rocking and crying now up in the crib

Okay

I'm so sorry
Sue, you got to be careful, baby
Huh