My Complexion

Atlas made it happen it didn't happen over night

They think I did magic, I'm a addict I been rapping all my life

Remember I was eight when my granny bought that mic

She said, Boy you gone be great speak ya mind

And ever since I been slept on, but I ain't never ask for help

Don't get stepped on tryna be somebody else

My complexion shouldn't matter how I sound, but it does so why would I keep my opinion to myself?

Imma rap until they actually come after me fr

Put the ass inside assassin I'm a bastard with a skill

Like I'd actually get the vaccine that's like asking to be killed

This is rapping not me asking for no deal