January 18th

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Hey
Jan-U-ary 18th
Whatchu know about me?

My skills, knowledge n hip hop
Or when imma finally drop out
No thrills, I see college as re-rock
More ya cut, more of a drought
More stuck up, less to read doc
Glory days succumb to life of tic toc
Imma become timeless like Bach

When your born your told ya got to make a living
You get put on, not by a teacher nor type of religion
But by sinning and winning culture around hype creating fiction
For Im writing my resignation to a nation, a stripe aiding no conviction

Im slick sickened by u upset disease ridden bitches
Dipping like the bills paid, one please are you positive
Ima dick like vandyke and listened in to Listons fight
Say I'm too damn young to hate and hold all this spite
So I take Flights high above, where privacy the modern mic

And we wish upon another something other than a cruel sound bite
As media magic spawns a devilish mirage, a Mecca made of gold
But we Appear to be bronze, down hear we embellish on
Making Medium cons for were all just fucking pawns
Or so I'm told

Hey 
Jan-U-ary 18th
Whatchu know about me?

Since 2020 Iv seen everything the same
But All my life I've put on a mask
Visibly everyones playing the game
The Status quo's status only change
Is admitting that nothing fits the frame
Nothing is perfect, question is it worth it
Nobody's worthless
Messages fill the name
Lions tigers and bears, mynas admire the stairs
To be closer to god shows unity, for all are squares
Without fires, affairs, lying, and punity 
We'd all have a chair (At the table)
Choose texts not bullets to be shooting me, metaphorically well get there
But we oppress to the fullest, its buffoonery as historically were all the same
Yet forever we live covered by masks, aside from community we all act in vein

I see the truth through a double g frame
Cold watch, designer alternative kicks
All i got is a rock on a bitch? -ha
Check the clock, we rich- no Lohan -cash ina loan, I'm buya brick
The game In my hands- bitch im the man
No knowledge a fans but I hold down my thrown
Ha damn Straight

Hey
Jan-U-ary 18th
Whatchu know about me?

Catch you Flipping the channel, can't beat the level I'm on
Never Pickup my phone, while working on songs
they Bitching n moaning rapping at four in the morning
Here to say im obsessed but they say my lifestyle be boring
Im up n You'd rather be snoring, wish I was Cryogenicly frozen
Cause Bad bitches be cloaning, folding under neither a brand
Instagram fame her only claim as she goes deeper
Some Say its a shame but shit there goes my beeper
We gone

No beef today the obese man say, no tomorrow
CAUSE this is the bay, no meat the next, what's the expect
Its Easy, propaganda on the panel take a gander
Had enough I do declare change the channel

In the pastense - i took your only life- hence,- what els, class sense
Now not that one- but- in the grand sense
We all put up a fence
Terrible - tutorial f*ck corrupted cats- but- bitch I know that  im feral
And I know that stitches hurt but you can't tell me that there'll
Be a place in time for me or my oh god I cry

Pocket full of idioms
Spitting them, fitting the rem sounds of synonyms
Cock it pull it back cymbidium
Witting hymns splitting the stem rounds of chocolate MMs

I'm speaking
But about time- like damn please sit down- Iemme be-gin quit geeking
Throw you off the deep end give you a glimpse in - to the life of a king pen
Take ya back to

January 18th

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