State Of The Union

(album: JP3 - 2018)

You think you popping 'cause your new chick low maintenance
Yeah, you can't handle it and I don't have the patience
Your stroke was weak nigga, pacing in the pussy
Don't be playing with the pussy, they waiting for Junglepussy
I was playing with myself, praying for vacation
On the top shelf, preying on caucasians (caucasians)
Rather rise above than to lay back complacent
You think you up next but bitch I'm adjacent
Backs turnt on me, that's a fact and I faced it
Pregnant with success, friends don't want you to make it
Steady searching for the truth, I don't gotta chase it
I wish we never met but I cannot erase it
Laying in the hammock, lie with my Haitians
Keep it Caribbean when you kick it with my crew
Keep your blood clot mouth quiet, I do not fuck with you
Keep the team on my hip and we stickier than glue
My birthday Halloween so I'm freakier than you
Eating jerk chicken while I'm finessing in the booth
We play the same sport, I don't smell like you
Getting the same cheese, I don't melt like you
You cute and all but the convo's whack
What's good with that? Ain't cool with that
No I can't relax, no I can't relapse
Lemme bounce back, where my soldiers at?
With they shoulders back, whatchu looking at?
No cook crack with that black girl magic
I'm smoking Spike Lee joint, she just gotta have it
Everybody wanna be black, it's so tragic
Everytime I wear clothes, I'm stopping traffic
Everybody here knows I am the baddest
Don't worry where my hair grow, pussy the fattest
My nookie, my ass, tits, I'm never average
Out the fucking window, your career in a casket
I'ma hard pill to swallow, fried chicken got my eyes low
These bitches so greasy, that's why I don't never follow
Style fucking dated like I'm staring at a dino
Soaring like a spaceship I'm just faded off the Fronto