Boom... (Interlude)
Roderick Whitney Jr.
Out of body
Out of mind
Niggas fake
They choosing sides
Caught it right on time
But know I'm always ready
They out here moving like loose Spaghetti
Hold the cannon steady
Taking aim
We ain't playing games
Hollows quick to rain
Please don't me slay em down
Boom
Imma shake the room
If they make me fume
Rappers over-saturating the net
Go get a broom
Clean em up
My temper's short
I give no fucks
Quit claiming you up
They keep abusing that term
Cause they ain't special enough
You want immortality
That ain't reality
Pinning my moment now
Got my people here they proud Of me
These noises keep going
Round and round and round
It's drowning me