i the black activist I'm like a crack addict I’m a verbal activist who knows he's a savage spic, Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit You sound like a lazy wanna be activist throwing a fit A half-assing activist who preaches, never practices, Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs The last of a dying breed too many whack artists Dammit kid i'm an activist ****ing fifths I'm a half-assed activist that preaches but never practices, And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush But i never break a sweat, it takes effort to conflict Accident, dude was on his way to be an activist See i do what i can cuz i'm an educated activist, Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

adult girls cant resist us See i'm breathing for a purpose But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit Soon after, you grew up as an adult, who's drug addicted To be more of an adult than you I call em up, they might fall through Second guessed it as i grew into an adult nearing college Me and my affiliates the hottest in the city ***** So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat I'll be like an adult fulfilling an addict' s dying need Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change No child should know what it's like to be an adult at such a young age. Unless you're an adult, you won't get a drop of respect Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

he spots bars bro 🤨🤨

Break every fiber until you got no life Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling dude telling lies Beats and rap change my life, no joke The street slang i be speakin in code Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real 'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel, I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine You in the basement, i'm on the roof again That life is just a (game), no pain no gain

wait im rereading his poem 9 of these lines don't even rhyme dude solid 4/10 🤦

Tried multiple drugs, took multiple shots of alcohol Infatuated with becoming a relevant star This is last call, for that alcohol The hotels we staying in five star Lost in the world of alcohol it was her motivation Apprehend a couple men, triple six is ****in' sin It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her Throw some salt and alcohol on that wound to make it safer Or ethanol intoxication, alcohol rules this flawed nation So both of our imaginations are creations of the ****ing situation My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar We going weed, women and some alcohol I was thirsty for that alcohol, what really killed me was temptation. So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

he's still going 💀

"we going weed" 💀😭

That i will leave earth with her No one man should have all that power Got the power to many more Up in my new two door Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power, Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer Reflecting how's my life if stay to the god power. And bet this, i'm a motha****ing monster I wanted a brother my mother i told her So sour its like drinking blood for the power Everyone has power, gotta activate it You feeling when you be drillin' that shit Don't always **** me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her They feed and attach bombs to their back for religion and power The nine gonna pop in silence with power Of impactful things one can ask for

wait you spell cuz but you put a hyphen in "swag-er"

YW OPPA! :D