The Real D. Rotten

The name's Rotten, thoughts rotten as they ought to be

Audibly not proper, my harmony lacks harmony

And I don't give a fuck if you don't follow me, follow me

Follow deez nuts with you false ideologies

Ain't tryna be Em, I ain't tryna be Webb

Honestly man, I ain't even tryna be next

I ain't tryna hear critics tell me stay in your own lane

I'm tryna vent and not smoke that ass outa road rage

Got no chain, we not the same

If I wanted one I'd lop your whole top to take

Y'all won't breathe near the mic like this Chocolate Rain