{Intro} : it's brainaholic and you know it
Just tryna let em know real quick
Ey, ey..

{Verse} :
It's been a while that I wrote with my pen
So if yo see me spittin rhymes it's prolly 'cause of demand
Suddenly all these other rappers wanna follow my trend
They tryn' break me but I'm hard to break I'm harder to bend
I should be down cause I lost somebody close
But I ain't talk bout that I ain't let nobody know
I see you rappers looking naked with my your so many clothes
I see you falling from your ranks with your so many votes
I ain't wanna do it but they made me prove 'em wrong
I'm seein' mediocre acting like the chosen one
And thats stupid not reproductive and flaccid son
You talk about the money and how you be stacking son
I'm versatile like a doctor, painting pictures thinking about his novels while reminiscing about a life where he used to be a soldier
You don't go there
Lyrics strike like a bullet
I'm really vexed like a bull' ey
I'm still a student
And Life is teaching me to, understand all these fools
I'm the shit I'm the stool
Might be the best in the room
Right now I'm dolo don't ask bout who I look up to
Don't talk crap like, who I be listening to
I listen to God and my thoughts erry mornin' till dawn
I listen to God and my thoughts erry mornin' till dawn
Erryday all I hear is trash music on the radio, the media is getting wack
Errm errm
But I don't roll like that
My fans know I care
This a dead beat and lazy lyrics that I got right here

It's brainaholic