Soap Box

White House lawn chair, Westside spawn, yeah Piss poor corridor, real life Law and Order Six-piece coleslaw, Chief Keef Worldstar Brought to you in part By Max Payne sawed off Dodge 'em in slow-mo', no homies in Oak Park You late as Peter Parker with a pizza, I'm so far Ahead I'm like Mozart conductin' an orchestra My paper origami, been folded since Folgers Like 4 A.M. or since I been 4 feet Why it's niggas still rich, 400 years deep I been in this shit, y'all talking Kylie I am quite offended giving wisdom like it’s my teeth All black and mighty, they keep a TEC, IT Tag-a-long like "it", I am on my shit Soap box on my stage, 'bout to start a mosh pit Tell them niggas forfeit, I am finally here Checked in Foursquare, they all knew, foreseen All these other niggas actors, they just do it for scenes Been killing this shit since I was fourteen Not for the fuck shit, I'll let you meet my team I set a fire to the flames in hell Lord help, Lord help I been too quiet, now I'm outta my shell They ain't rocking wit' it, oh, well And I've seen the days come and go I'd swear that I've been here before I felt the top, I feel the low Meet me on the ground, ten toes Ah, black house beach bum Bucket list completed Bury me a legend when I die, I might go King Tut Soilder like atten-hut Cut my granny pension I might have to cut a nigga, politicians pimp us Heard another school closed Districts discuss God must be disgusted wit' us, wit' us Yo, I'ma need that back plus interest, interest You are not a person, nigga You look like a serpent wit' a plan that's parallel to poverty I'm perpendicular 'Bout to split the dividends, me and my degenerates You in that party, you deserve to be there lit as fuck You ain't where I be, nigga, I be with them pivoters Y'all look like zombies with y'all bodies, children been in drugs It is so obvious that I speak truth, it is a must Like sweaty arms they carry arms, I swear it is a must I’m wit' a army, I'm so squadely with my niggas love I set a fire to the flames in hell Lord help, Lord help I been too quiet, now I'm outta my shell They ain't rocking with it, oh, well And I've seen the days come and go I'd swear that I've been here before I felt the top, I feel the low Meet me on the ground, ten toes I set a fire to the flames in hell