Yo yo,
Right from the top of the head,
Throwing you lines before going to bed,
All the fcn people know I’m insane,
Dropping lyrics like we’re in rain,
I ain’t the same like a shitstain,
But rather a dude with a flipped brain,
Cause you’ll know it’s me you admire,
Spitting the bars like a dragon spits fire,
And we all know what you want to acquire,
It’s the nudies on photo that’s your desire,
But you know Emma you better be,
Choosing your own destiny,
Otherwise it will be a catastrophe,
So be the photographer and get the rest of me,
It’s Emma’s photography to get the best of me,
Now let’s rewind and get back,
Cause I ain’t no Harry Mack,
But it’s still words that I stack!
Pooow