The Message 1 and 2

[Verse 1 - The Message 1]
Glamorous
Polyamorous
Multiple digits
Nigga’s be, taught up slow so I gave you the definition
12 lokos there’s 3 of them
White hoes tell me pee on them
Black girls say he’s getting money, now I’m never leaving him

Might pull out my Fila's 2Pac had on in Above the Rim
Shots of gold tequila then we scuffle with some Mexicans
Let us in, lettuce and tomatoes, melted pepper jack on top of Salsaito turkey, mayo, mustard, fuck with that
Suffering Suckertash, ass shots, I bust that ass
Literally I bust her ass (Ooooh)
Pussy’s my dope, hung by my own rope, that’s how I cope, I done outgrown hope

I’m a diamond in the rough, down and out and back, domino effect, Dali Llama sacks
Daumier luggage now I travel
Weird science
I'm like Alex in A Clockwork Orange when he came home falling out the window

These niggas must not know who I am
I put bread on yo head like Powdered Toast Man
Big ass guns you gotta bust with both hands
Corduroy pants, Taka Hayashi vans
You the type of nigga, that I can't stand
You the type of nigga probably like to hold hands
You the type that can't understand what I'm saying, spied on by the government Obama anti- Aggin Laer
The media trying to suppress my message

[Verse 2 - The Message 2]
Fuck niggas
Fuck niggas
Fuck niggas
Cause they fuck niggas
Fuck niggas
Fuck niggas
Fuck niggas
Cause they fuck

Shout my nigga God, he a real ass nigga
Shout my nigga Notch, gave a deal to a nigga
Killer Mike villian, Killer up in the swisher
I'm drunk and I'm high, I might kill me a nigga
Big banana clips, I'mma peel me a nigga
I make a billion dollars, I'mma still be a nigga
Need a bad bitch to come and feel with a nigga
Suck a nigga dick, keep it real with a nigga
Nigga, chill, chill nigga
Yeah we both rap but I don't feel you nigga
Nigga I'm a God you should kneel to a nigga
Bow the fuck down, kiss my Louboutin slippers
Strippers, on my zipper
We fucked before we got here, I ain't even have to tip her
Was here before I got here, I was meant to be this nigga
This the only line that the radio won't censor
Eenie meenie minie moe, catch a rabbit by the toe
If he holler I'mma turn his ass into a fucking coat
Respect my fucking texture, Aggin Laer lecture
Used to rhyme when shit got hectic, now this shit is my profession
Can't be scared to fail in pursuit of perfection
Give these niggas hell cause I'm young black and reckless
Sorry Mr. President, I'm living with a death wish
All these cracker ass bloggers try to downplay my intelligence
Fuck 'em