Name Games

Snick Fole, chubby pretty nigga with the dreadlocks

When birthed was built for war, patrol the water, he's a dreadnought

But dread not, headshot; fought for my freedom like Dred Scott

Shit greater than Gatsby, write these classics like I'm F. Scott

Fitzgerald dream a little dream like Ella

Of a bride,who does more, than wait for kings like Cinderella

I swear that's not a shot but if the shoe fits, wear it

If it was on the other foot, and that was me, you wouldn't bare it

Enough of that; enough of it? Its petty, I'm above the shit

Cut from a different cloth was thought to hold the heat like oven mitts

Think government, y'all playing politics and hoping Foles flops

Guns drawn. We gon' see who winning when these poles drop