The message no Undertones

Lil nigga you got to stop drop the mic pull the dick out of your mouth you aint moving coke and birds. I rather hear some spoken word instead, word bond holding strong moving past all times. The days of pushing your wack gimmicks is over we spitting real words over hear. Save the drama for your mama I’m getting my Obama on aiming for the number -one spot something that your not. Peep my swag as I glide by I’m running circles around you jerks that why I have no need to brag. Get your mind right fronting with a nine is not going to make you a mack maine. Big things happen when you’re the captain of your own ship. If you slip what are you going to do stay down or float on. I will float on you can call me modest mouse because I bounce back. Nuff said I could say I’m pimp but that the simp way I roll out on a high note.