What am I to do when all I really see is garbage
They all narcissistic and harmless
Delusionally carsick
What I'm talking 'bout is all these rappers on the market
Claiming they got skill I beg your motherf**kin' pardon
Make me wanna barge in some apartment and start arson
Awesome
Put a rapper body in a garden
Am I a Martian we on the same planet
I don't see anybody f**kin' with me god dammit
Prof I been hot since Michael J. Fox could talk
I'm a genius and use my cock a lot
The last one who's underrated who yet hasn't made it anyway mazel tov
I'm better than a midday f**k
Name a rapper man I think they suck
I'm gonna buy an old big grey truck
Watch I'll drive around the country with my fists taped up yup
Ya'll a puddle of piss
Love it or not at least I give a hundred percent
Is it 'cuz I ain't covered in tattoos
Well sit back cupcake I got bad news
You can't look me in the face
Tell me you're satisified
Look me in the face
Are you satisfied
You can't look me in the face
Tell me you're satisfied
You can't look me in the face
Are you satisfied
When I listen to the radio it be like Comedy Central
I wanna be gentle but I gotta come and drop the bomb on these simples
Who honestly sent you the vomit they promised on it
But it really gets sonically mental
Imma be into placin' a big cannon at thee temple
Bang on 'em a lot of em never was hot to me
Shockingly popped awesomely profits be
Toppin' the charts even got a Hot Topic Tee
Watch the G Pop Pop Give a colostomy
Damn
I can't kill 'em when they wack
But forreal the N9na's skill can kill 'em in a rap
The feelin' is through the ceilin' when I'm wheelin' through the trap
Dealin' music a million Tech the villian will adapt
But alot of these motherf**kers are crap crap
I think we should put together an app for the rappers
That don't have a rhythm bone in they' ass a disaster
But'll teach 'em to never thinkin' they' swagger's Alaska
When they bizzuti wanna give 'em this uzi
Mi scusi did you say the way I'm speakin' is bougie
That's where you lose me how pathetic can you be
When sayin' these fools be better than me that's a doozy
Rap everybody wanna try it
But the Tecca Nina flow you can't deny it
Laughin' at a lotta rappers I can't hide it
But it ain't they' fault it's the motherf**kers that buy it
You can't look me in the face
Tell me you're satisified
Look me in the face
Are you satisfied
You can't look me in the face
Tell me you're satisfied
You can't look me in the face
Are you satisfied
I've been so close
Come to think about it I'm a ghost
Some people believe in bibles
Some believe in somethin' that their eyes don't know
So I'm about to tell you how the cycle go
Okay
I've been swimming uphill for a decade plus
By the time I'm done I'll be one of the best they was
It's like the country walkin' over a billion barrels of oil
They ain't even found me cause of the mud
Find out Prof is a ghost that lives
With a neck like that and a rope like this
Flow like bricks
So underrated that I held my d**k 'til I broke my fist
And these days rappers'll show up and spit on a track
Make me wanna throw up and shit on a track
Put a lid on that
Roll it up into a blunt take a hit on that
I'm so gifted it's like Santa's here
I roll deep even got my grandma here
So fly oh my I need landing gear
So bright ya'll might get your tanning here
Gimme your can of beer
You can tell a bandit near
I'll come around in circles blacker than a panda's ear
You follow Captain Planeteer
I shine like a chandelier
The only motherf**kin' man in here
