Internet Shooter

(Hey Arnold, come make-)

You just be typin' hella gangster, you an internet shooter
So I had to snatch your bitch 'cause she was diggin' the shooter
You be saying rap cap from behind a computer
But if I mutilate your face, that's a slimy maneuver?
Man, I don't understand, all this talking they doing
Say he wanna blow me down, come up on me and do it
And I ain't capping when I speak, bitch, I'm really gon' shoot it
You think I'm pussy 'cause I'm white, bro, you really are stupid

Yeah, my brother saw life before he saw a diploma
Started smokin' hella early 'cause we love the aroma
Yeah, Puyallup where I'm from, but I've got love in Tacoma
I've got a brother in the Bay, and I've got one in Daytona
And I got suckers on my back, and they be hopin' I get shitbagged
They want me in a box and, yeah, they hope I get a toe tag
Can't let it happen, I gotta prove 'em wrong and prevail
Always follow God, but oh my God, he put me through hell

Stay levelheaded, I take it to the chin and proceed
Bitch get me attached, say she love me, then she ghost me
Never been no bitch to admit that I cry a lot
Fuck bein' sad, put them tears up in a frying pot
Rocking by my lonely, since '05 posted on the block
Down for all my brothers thinking differently, you better not
Can't even speak to God about the shit I done did
A lot of fathers gettin' taken, we got kids raising kids

It's an overlapping circle just like twisting a lid
And if I pop this Wocky top then I'ma drop in the thizz
I'm too faded to think, I been drifting from reality
Pretend that I'm okay and then distract from actuality
I'm faded, I'm dated, been goin' crazy I made it
I don't stutter in my speech, best believe I'ma say it
I been tryna be more open about the ways I been feeling
I been shortenin' my circle and expanding my vision
I just wanna be at peace, fuck the shooting and killing
But if you ever want to test me, you ain't raising your children