Skrap Talk

I might make a song in 10 minutes I don't even need a pen

I know niggas that'll take a nigga whip and change the vin

I can thug out by myself I really don't even need a friend

If me and you ain't really locked in no you can not call me twin

I might ask the lord for help get in the streets and sin again

How my favorite color red but I count blue Benjamin

Keep a stick up on my back it stick out like a dorsal fin

That boy thought that shit was sweet til he got hit up in the chin

Smoking on good weed like snoop but Ian never drank no gin

Man I came up in the jungle sleepin in the lions den

Keep a night light on da blick I'm feelin like a gremlin