[Intro]
I made this on my cellphone and I'm not gonna mix it!

[Chorus]
Fook these Nickels
They see me whine, sayin' oo he fickle
Leave me to brine for that juicy pickle
Nickel, you never owned
You don’t deserve
This big Toblerone
You can try imitate vibes
Start that for-profit clone hut
Then when yo ass blow up
Amnesia
You can’t own the wind
If the breeze stops

[Verse 1]
Ooh no that n***a rappin' like 3pac
'Cept the gurus that I love rock knee socks
But the only trap here’s that kiosk
Or that cube if you fail to meet more people
Who don’t look like you
Now what we do
Sharpie compartmentalized point of view
On a small sign end up in the news
'Till the silent majority
Claims they’re minorities
And people still poor, boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo
Guess I gotta be my SOAD shit
When I was a kid all I heard was the dope riffs
But the whaling became more potent
And my nonwhites called me
Anomaly
Now they call me spokesperson
I prefer Christopher
Personally
In an ideal world
I’d prefer no one defer to me
'Cause I don’t really understand fraternities
You mean community?
You mean immunity?
I’m sorry, that tier of privilege is new to me
Do we have something to prove
To earn food to eat
Cause if so, you know the answer's most likely soon to be
[Chorus]
Fook these Nickels
They see me whine, sayin' oo he fickle
Leave me to brine for that juicy pickle
Nickel, you never owned
You don’t deserve
This big Toblerone
You can try imitate vibes
Start that for-profit clone hut
Then when yo ass blow up
Amnesia
You can’t own the wind
If the breeze stops

[Break]
What are you doing?
You had such potential

[Verse 2]
These chumps fiendin' for mag like a coke line
Reason? I sneeze on the track with a dope line
This is straight treason, how you gon New York vibe
You were supposed to be my window to both sides
I’m a black variation, not some scapegoat
Not some honey for your throat
For your white kids to quote
When they talking out they neck so loud
But they poolside still dippin' toes
Look we get it ass hole
Scared they might asphyxiate
Depraved from the oxygen
But they recognize the alarm
Like Aquagen
Possibly the problem is
All the fucking coddling
If you let the words in your mouth
Then swallow them
But it’s not like that
Ya paranoid
That was just the 50s, that was just the 60s
Disco, swing, jazz, hip-hop, trap, everything
Same grift, different hat
Beanie/dad cap aristocrat
Miss me with that bullshit
Shit is whack