Bottom Of The Barrel

I’m rap’s Wesley Snipes smashing the barricades

My past is so dark and bloody they tried to cast me to play Blade

He looks like a bum. I can’t believe the way he lives

Is he really the chosen one? Morpheus said of course he is!

I’m so poetic I confuse me while holding loose leaf

Whose fanatic rhymes and lyrics still tend to lose me

I lose sleep, It’s the afternoon, around two thirty

Gotta hurry and clean up before I go and do these dudes dirty

I wouldn’t want to try me, I have indiscriminate vengeance

So if I were you I’d be real careful who I’m friends with

Because I can get in the booth, go through your crew and wreck them

I aint a homo, but I can see yall are clenching your rectum