Whats up with all this take about men
With lyrics like that you can never win
So I'll help you out, hold your hand
Cause I heard your all big fans
And maybe you'll get where I am, one day
I'll guide you, show you the way
But who am I kiddin?
With shit so generic, we know your rippin
You niggas be trippin
Spit so bad, its cripplin
Put down the pen
I'm not jokin, aint no comedienne
Leave it to the big boys
Afterall rappin aint no toy