Dallas Ford - Omniscient

Manifested by myself and many others
You know what it is

I think I'm omniscient, think I'm all-knowing, my mind blowing up
My brain is deficient, hey, I'm outgoing, my issues showing up
I think I'm so pretty, my shows so litty, ass and titties goin' up
Hold up - Need y'all to pay attention, people pleasing addiction my intervention

I think I'm omniscient, think I am all knowing, my ego blowing up
Ricker act so different, no I'm not childish, I'm never growing up
I do not carry pieces, might catch my eatin' Reese's, shit is not sweet
I do not treat any track a separate way, I pick up my pen and let it spray
I am the omniscient, bitch I'm a psychic how would I write this?
I pray but I keep sinnin', I just can't fight it, oh Jesus Christ I
Can't help but getting excited, we get so high, it's more than off life
If we pulled over we put in for life - don't wanna fuck then I tell her she triflin'
Therefore, I do not know nothing, smokin' a spliff I'm speedin' the whip
Hold on - I am the best cracker, not talking Ritz, all that and some chips
Wave at ya woman, she blow me a kiss, salty this whitey could scoop up ya miss
Dancin' all goofy two steps when I jigs
Both hands on my hips when I'm takin' a piss (Huh)

I'm not a role model, don't drink but need more bottles
She going full throttle, Shades is my drunk goggles
Send her back to her man's with a mean hobble
Or a mean wobble, Y'all get the point
Y'all get the story - I wrap a joint
I kept fuckin' til' my vision blurry - No you didn't
I know, I'm not a good liar
A gift and a curse - Morality first, I guess
All of my clothes fire - My lazy fit like you going to Church
My closet fifty stacks - Supreme on like every rack
I'm Unapologetic wit it - Send Nathan a bag it coming back fitted
Shoes 1-of-a-Kind, that's how I'm drippin', Bitch
Wait, I've been perfecting my craft
I be on all of yo asses, show me hall passes, y'all best be gettin' to class
Or y'all can be gettin' the shaft, no pause
I just mean that I got homies put pipes on ya glasses
Shit can get scary out here
You can get buried out here
So make sure you coming correct

I am the one that you're here for, I done killed Ricker he dead in the dirt
My brain is go geared towards numbing the pain and soothing the hurt
I think I'm so ugly, but I am so bubbly, so cuddly
Hold up - Need y'all to pay attention
I'm Bi-Polar it's something that needs addressin'

I've lost a lot of friends - Not that their dead, I'm just a dick
Yo, but in my defense, my head is fucked up dog, I am sick
I wanna apologize to girls that I ditched or those that I dissed
Oh, what a Curry Case, to always be gone but never be missed

Written by:
Dallas Ricker

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