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I'm writing this at 3am cuz I downed an Arizona
Donut vibes is spinning round my Corona
Onus is owed up to the beat that's on my phone
So I'ma jot this out before I dose into a coma
I be Rocking like rolller idle in the pocket corner
Oh my God, I keep it odd for even donors and opponents
Only ones who play this back will track components
Shout out to homies that told to hone this
Swear nothing, this do numbers
Yall my cousins, all eating
Table like a fable and there no assigned seating
We beasted famine with logic and reason
Now time skip a eason
We feasting
Like Saints and malfeasance
The credence
Never let a beat go cold
If its raw then we choping up rolls
Want spice? We harmonize over lo
Fi pour over rice, curry soul on high
Now I ain't really one for the lease
Soon as I hear tune, i ghost a new easy
Bless a few moves on pleats I'm too decent
Mess started with a school desk, reminiscen
Yeah, this is for the table top drummers in the classroom
Drop a beat for rappers in the back
This is for the haters in the front who gone act rude
Eyeing at the teacher when they know the beat slap
And this is for the people all around who gona act a fool
Yall the real ones keep time with the clap
And this is for the rest of the class playing to cool
In a few years yall be playing this
Yeah Ima call it like a rerun
Double see sumn
And i shoot the next line
Being like a legend smithin,
Rock power sign in my systems
Sharp in the writtens
Cuz i slant when i write
And grip too tight
Screen crack when I type
Hold back and release on the mic
On SIGHT
Hi Yah, on the mind
Im bound to the vine
I abide in the light
So I never have to hide
Now I synthsize on photo
Scope gotta roto
Stopped moving dolo
Now hotter than moto moto
Lowkey like an oboe
Pace like a koto
As ties to the speed force grow
I see slow mo
Focus! Think it's bogus?
Have you read in hocus pocus
Locus of my hold is magic and so arcane
To obtain ain't for the lame or the bane
My bar gain mass faster
Aim higher if ya tryna mod the game like a caster
Yeah, this is for the table top drummers in the classroom
Drop a beat for rappers in the back
This is for the haters in the front they gone act rude, eyeing at the teacher
When they know the beat slap
And this is for the people all around who gona act a fool
Y'all the real ones keep time with the clap
And this is for the rest of the class playing to cool
In a few years yall be playing this
Back Forward Forward Back
Back Forward Forward Back - ay
Back Forward Forward Back - yeah
Back Forward Forward Back
Yeah, this is for the people all around who gona act a fool
Y'all the real ones keep time with the clap
And this is for the rest of the class playing to cool
In a few years y'all be playing this

Written by:
Christopher Williams

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