Your opinion doesn't mean a thing to me
The blue moon is my friend
And the white one is you fake niggas
Which means that every day im prepared to slay niggas
Swipe the iron through your fade
And piss on your Js
Shit on your fake baulmains
You niggas the same
I would say change up the game
But realy you all need your OWN lane
Pimp with my cane
Southern as my slang
Lion fangs
Suger cane
I dont bang
But i do swang
Up across yo chin mane
All you niggas want to do is chit chat
About how to make stacks
But when it comes to that
You niggas allways fall back
Smoking on scooby snacks
Stabbing your bestfriends in the back
Stepping on every crack
Breaking your mothers back
Cop shoots you in the back
Black lives matter on the plaque
Realy wtf is that.
We could never change unless we all come together
The rout to success is something they could never tell us
The key to freedom is somthing they could never sell us
So untill you figure that out it will keep raining
So keep ya umbrella
Keep your chin young fella
Because hell is not place
It is a dark mindset
And god is just and elevated figment of conscious
