Let’s just have a little fun for a minute
Trying to break records like my middle name is Guiness
I used to care about these folks, well at least I pretended
When they say they love me, I wonder if they meant it.
Don’t lie to me, I got myself locked in this apartment
Treat the apartment like a phone booth and I’m Clark Kent.
No previous knowledge of all these previous scholars
With girls playing lockdown d like Iguodala.
They anointed me king of the city but I ain’t ready for that crown yet
Because people can’t protect the king, like we’re playing chess
No checkers, just a squad full of go getters
We don’t even find the need to chase, we tell ‘em come get us
But reconsider, your position on a couple things
I’m married to the game, just haven’t found my wedding ring
They posted up, I got them watching from the mezzanine
Wherever I walk, the place lights up like Billie Jean
All she wanna do is get high and listen to Tiller
You ain’t got to listen to me when I say I’m that nigga
Catching the Holy Ghost, she catching the holy smokes
Got my bait out, lure ‘em in like rope-a-dope
Or maybe whack a mole, but I can always pop-a-shot
Ready to go the extra mile like B Rabbit and Papa Doc
I tell them folks they can either love me or leave me
But they can’t leave me alone because I make it look so easy