Favourite Rapper

Ring ring ring, someone pick up the phone

Tell them tell them is on those stepping stones

No more looking down on who I'm even stepping on

Don't step correct and you'll get slept if you get your weapons wrong

Fuck your favourite rapper I don't even know his name

Fuck these fashion trends because all you haters look the same

All these woke entitled young ones getting it confused

Think it's something new but everything is just used

And I'm okay with the need to just practice patience

The speed that we celebrating, it's instant gratification

Everyone chasing a status, no mind of their mental state and

We minus the meditation, declining our preservation