I'm angry
I've been staring pages blankly
Caught up if I'm gonna
Pick a pen up or a stanley
And frankly
I've been popping to much plan b
Popping too much candy
My language is spangly

I'm angry
All this baggage take advantage
Have me feeling savage
They don't speak my language
Their famished
And I'm the butter in the sandwich
But I'm not clubbing chicken
Heads demand me cause I'm brandish
Tryna wrap my head around it
Like a fuckin bandage
Somehow I manage
Don chi established
Used to cook in kitchens
Now I'm headed to the bank with my bro
And we some bandits
Prime like we some angus

What the f**k is with these shitty d**ks
Tryna get my kitty?
Sick of silly pricks
Got no pity for your false committee
They're stirring like it's chilli feel me?
Tryna make a milli, milly say wah?
Head is getting bigger I'm the willy
Will he or won't he
In a ghillie don't approach me
In my three stripes
About to stomp a roach see
The sniper that you don't see
But it's me their watching closely
Rope-a-dope the clones
So you'll be shown
You can't dethrone me!

I'm angry
I've been staring pages blankly
Caught up if I'm gonna
Pick a pen up or a stanley
And frankly
I've been popping
To much plan b
Popping too much candy
My language is spangly

I'm angry
I've been staring pages blankly
Caught up if I'm gonna
Pick a pen up or a stanley
And frankly
Ive been popping to much plan b
Popping too much candy
My language is spangly

Admit my head is split
Don't know why I give a shit
Gonna have my nasal slit
From all these fucking counterfeits
Need to hit a switch
Couldn't get the dimmer lit
Boy you need to simmer
I've been killing
It since limerick
I'm taking bigger hits
Than frazier in manila
Bitch I got bigger problems
I'm just out here
Tryna figure shit
I think I found the key
I just had to jiggle it
Every night I'm popping pills
Now I'm feeling limitless
I'm in demand
A random ganja smoker
Slanging stanzas
Montana can in hand
A vandal on my propaganda
I had a gander at some slander
Random catch a handle
Scandals never black and white
Panda going casa blanca
I won't be bucking near you
I don't like the way you tampa
I'm spitting mantras
And my aqua lips command armadas
In a tandem with my mandem
It's maganda they can stand us
So I hand it off to bob sauce
Time to paint the canvas!