It has been spoken
As urban legend
In latrine rumor
Like alligator in the sewers
The dog in the manger
That lurks in the corner

Casing the joints
To the cut off point
Of making deals on the playgrounds
After schools all around
Selling images to illustration
For children to color in crayons

Through locker room banters
Gossips of being a street pusher
Brought up like a myth
I was a wordsmith
That rings the chimes
Treating them with good times

Wannabe a gansta was on fleek
What I use cursing a blue streak
A mouth full with raid
That has fear afraid
And came in music to the neighbors
I am the love rapper

There, messages got scrawled
On the shithouse walls
That brought allegations
I am being involved in crime of passion
So go and snitched on me
I will kill you with flatteries

Having to break into smile
Giving you this alt-lifestyle
Is a piece of the action
Getting in touch with emotions
You pill peddlers keep your blues off my turf
I aint no smurf

Be using my product
In disorderly conduct
Don't you homies get under my skin
With your crack barrel philosophies
Every day I kill mad people
Make them goddamn lovable

Know to the nature of emojis
I am the o.G.
The first rule breaker
Sinned more than any sinner
So go and call the cops
I am taking over hip pop!