Don't Mean Nothin

(álbum: The Tales Of Michael Johnson - 2020)

They think I'm falling but not at all
I never said that I got it all
Walked in the store and I bought it all
That's a dispensary, not a mall

Used to tell em I'd hit em
'Til they wake in the morning
Check their phone and see not a call
I lose my mind when I'm off the ball
Bust 'til there's nothing to pop at all

Back in this bitch like I never left
Time to get up
Drag the shit through the mud by myself
People will tell you "He pits"
And "Don't listen to him"
And then bump my shit when by themselves

I do not pay it no mind
Shit, I'm lying
I be hoping that they will all die with some pain
Wishing that they would be resting in piss
And infected with sickness
A COVID-type strain

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Blood, you 'bout to getcha homie 'rona
And take a flight right out to Minnesota
And sleep right on the homie Kaze's sofa
I'm drinking blood like it's a can of soda
I'm bound to quit this rap shit for good
I'm back to stocking shelves at the Kroeger
I'd walk up out this bitch if I could

Yo I know a couple niggas that's from your hood
(That don't mean nothing to me)
Lemme hold five on Friday, I'm good
(That don't mean nothing to me)
I just need a lil something something
Niggas tell they go in dumping
(That don't mean nothing to me)
I'm not built for all this kinda funking
I need help, I'm on the ledge, I'm jumping
(That don't mean nothing to me)

I don't want nothing but to shoot
They is the fake, I am the truth
I be having niggas hiccup
When I get up in the booth
When I come to murder on the mic
I get off like Babe Ruth

Wanna pray to Jesus?
Better do like they do
Will he come and save you?
Being awful thankful?
I was in the middle of the fest
With a fifth of Gray Goose
Got it mixed with a little Red Bull
So I can stay juiced

Taking brackers to the Batcave
Ain't nobody ready in the rap game
Every time I show up
Niggas all throw up backstage
Meet em in the bathroom, he doomed
Tied up with the mask tape
Cut em up 'til bone
See how long that takes

Drowning but I finally found another life
Time for me to run up with a gun or knife
Hurry 'fore he go into his last dream
You don't gotta ask me, bitch, I done died twice

Step into a dark room
Ain't no people, no nothing
Bodies finna pile up
To the frontline they be rushing
Never thought you'd end up
In the plot for concussions
Shots done let off (BRRRT)
Now your stomach is gushing

Mayday, mayday
Now these people done lost it
I'll make sure to put this tape in your coffin
I'm just being nice
I don't do it often
This COVID got me shooting people that's coughing