Lemme shed some light on my pain
Since we got ourselves a lamp to show
Us the way. When a nigga is drained,
Bitches put the blame on a paper plane,
So when I lost my pa, I was torn apart,
Figuring how I’d come in a niggasome,
It took me a few wraps to say my mind
Some crap bou my life not being aligned.
Coz I saw it go down the drain like some stain
washed off from the face of the earth by showers of rain,
Like a fly told this shit was all a lie, I looked for who to feign
To play the game.
And though I got a tip-off,
I had every reason to lip off
Bitch forgot to turn the tap off,
They thought I could be tamed
So they opened the season to make me game.
Buh Ima poach you all and leave you maimed.
You never know who’s insane, hunter or game?
Emmanuel “A penny for my tots”