No I'm not a rapper
Everybody raps
I been climbing up a ladder
Latter half with the cap
Better laugh with the crap
Cuz yo shit just funny
Rapping all about clothes, hoes, and boatloads of money
Do you have it?
Man this rapping shit is type tragic
Bigging up yourself but your shit is just average
Imagine, a world where niggas went to college
And instead of pushing tapes niggas went and pushed knowledge
A world like that is what i'd like to see
I dropped outta school, don't type to me
Would be nice to see me in ivy leagues
But I couldn't find an angle for my degree
Long live the poet who's efforts aren't noticed
Roll around coated in minds that i've exploded
Gotta stay devoted, pure gems that I've molded
Don't nobody know it, but I'm the fucking coldest